Remus,

It is getting harder to just not stand up and kiss you randomly. Or when your hair is in your face I just wanna brush it out of the way. Or when you hug me it takes so much effort to let go. Sometimes I think I can never let go. All I wanna do is hold your hand and be happy. I don't find happiness anymore. All I feel is longing. All I want is you. Your perfect lips. Your perfect jaw line. And your perfect self. Your the description of perfect. Mainly because you are perfect. I don't get why you call yourself a monster. I never will.

-Sirius. O. Black