"I love you forever". Utterings of a heartfelt whisper took effects in more than loud thumpings of a heart. For once in this whole life of mine, I believe these words.

Forever once carried a staunch and impoverished impression, that it is a term used and meant only aligned alongside cynicism. How a heart could ever feel this magnificently at home nearly escaped from all remembrances of possibilities, yet here I have a home in our hearts. Subtlety of happiness at its simplest holds immaculate power, ironically. Love, finally found and nurtured, feels assured with both intangible and tangible perpetuity - is almost materially and literally ascertained, with trust I have never harboured thought to believe in giving. In this love, sorrow never surpassses sadness, and joy is very often the first words we have to portray us (as a matter of factly). I'd run back to you and you'd be running back to me at the same time; unconditionally and by fate, we'd always run to meet halfway. That, love, is my greatest assurance from and to you.

As long as our hearts are intertwined and with one another, that's where my home is. These are the words I believe we'd grow old together enough to live to witness through our own love and not through any other.

There will be no "I love you forever too", or "I love you forever back" or "I loved you forever first". We will grow old and grow up together, throughout every phase of our lives hence forth.

"And I love you forever" is what I say to you.