“Johnny?” آپ ask. آپ were sitting on his lap in the lot.
“Yeah?” He asks, absentmindedly playing with your hair.
“Would آپ ever leave me?” آپ whisper.
He sorta turns your body to face him. آپ see the emotions in his eyes.
“I would never, ever leave you, until the دن I die. Even if آپ ended up with someone else, I’d still always be here. I’d catch آپ when آپ fall. Not only catch you, but put آپ back up where آپ started and help آپ along the way. I would never leave you, even in a burning building. I love you.”