I'm in love with you.
I love the sunrise, telling me that it's a new day.
I love the breeze, calming my senses from everything.
I love how the world is imperfect in ways
where no one can know every single little thing.
I love how time was created to make living easier,
and I love the fact that when the beautiful galaxies collide,
I'd still be in love with you.
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