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one... love, you've got me.
two... eyes, brown and beautiful.
three... musketeers, smiles all around.
four... what we were. but it's not who we are now, so we are two... twice as good.
five... fingers intertwined, pinkies especially.
six... pick up sticks, from craggy trees, if you want.
seven... number of times i've messed up in the past year.
eight... number of times you've promised me all will be okay.
nine... lives that cats have, lives that we wish we had to fill with our dreams and hopes.
ten... 4...1...6...6...0...4...2...1...1...2... my security line.
eleven... grade of hell, but one of learning... of leaving and losing... of loving.
twelve... perfect dozen, let just like you are perfect to me.
thirteen... champagne birthday, your lucky number.
fourteen... kisses you've stolen.
fifteen... two weeks plus one, and i'll still love you then, till eternity.
sixteen... you're so sweet, bittersweet, sweetly bitter, but mostly sweet.
seventeen... babe, it can only get better from here.
to my beautiful seventeen-year-old,
you mean everything to me,
without you,
i would be lost.
so let's exit stage left, just like we used to,
on this,
your day of birth.
i love you.
two... eyes, brown and beautiful.
three... musketeers, smiles all around.
four... what we were. but it's not who we are now, so we are two... twice as good.
five... fingers intertwined, pinkies especially.
six... pick up sticks, from craggy trees, if you want.
seven... number of times i've messed up in the past year.
eight... number of times you've promised me all will be okay.
nine... lives that cats have, lives that we wish we had to fill with our dreams and hopes.
ten... 4...1...6...6...0...4...2...1...1...2... my security line.
eleven... grade of hell, but one of learning... of leaving and losing... of loving.
twelve... perfect dozen, let just like you are perfect to me.
thirteen... champagne birthday, your lucky number.
fourteen... kisses you've stolen.
fifteen... two weeks plus one, and i'll still love you then, till eternity.
sixteen... you're so sweet, bittersweet, sweetly bitter, but mostly sweet.
seventeen... babe, it can only get better from here.
to my beautiful seventeen-year-old,
you mean everything to me,
without you,
i would be lost.
so let's exit stage left, just like we used to,
on this,
your day of birth.
i love you.