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It was the way that he was singing a song in a light voice. when I looked at him and smiled, he looked back at me like he’s been a pro for whole life. & when I asked him to sing for me: “darling I will be loving you till we’re seventy”, honestly in that moment, I’ve never heard anything so amazing. His laughter was the song & I wouldn’t mind listening to all night long. I knew he wasn’t normal. I mean who would want to travel to New York just to see the time square in those yellow cabs. Its just like to visit the Taj Mahal, to doddle their name in a heart or have heartbroken in Paris. Well, he did and somewhere along the lines of his snort of laughter, I fell for his craziness.

I know that all the magic kisses in the world probably couldn’t have helped him today but I would do anything to have been able to give him one. Either way, you win or either way, you lose, what can I tell you? love is a bitch. The one you are tonight is the same you I was in love with yesterday, the same you’ll be in love with tomorrow. I love that you are epic and tough, crazy and kick-ass.





We fell together & for the first time, it didn’t hurt. It was like we didn’t know how to be any different like we didn’t know what to do with our hands except running them over each other’s skin. Love is simple perhaps, it’s you & no one else making it so hard. I feel like you can look at me & see all the places I am odd or unusual & fit your heart around them, for you are odd and unusual in the same way. We are the same.

I was never sure if I believed in soulmates, but when I looked at you, I feel like our threads connect. I would never say exactly what we were, there was never the right word for it. But I could say how I felt when you were waiting for me in your yellow jacket, when you glanced my way & your gaze stuck, It was the only thing in the worth looking at.

It’s terrifying to think, that year, we were telling each other that our love will never falter. Yet here we are in 725 days later. We haven’t spoken in months and all I can do is remember how special that summer was, with you…

You always made me feel like an angel. I will always be grateful.❤

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