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I used to think no one was perfect. The idea of perfect being so distant from reality. Like the stars shining in the sky that continued on indefinitely, his love for me is shocking.
You make me smile, make my days better. I love talking to you. I feel like I can tell you anything and you would not judge you would just stay and keep me close. Never leave me like the others.
I start to confess my true feelings Because I love you   I laugh at your jokes  Because I love you   I fight back anxiety whenever you're around  Because I love you
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