Saturday, March 1, 2014

The Magic 8 Ball



And I often wonder what it would be like to see you every day. To wake up beside you and smile because the first thing I see is the most amazing person alive. Or to go through each day knowing that there really isn't anything out there that I'll have to deal with on my own anymore. I often wonder what it would be like to know you knew you were loved every day.

Maybe one day, I'll find out.

Or maybe you will.

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