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i can not decide if this is bad or good? I have nothing to write about anymore! Has my life just gotten less interesting? I don't know. I'm lacking feeling.
i wrote this before... this is a feeling. A strong one. I love you. And I know I love you because you inspire words I've never said before, and feelings that are only equally foreign. I know because even the thought of you with someone else makes me intolerably ill. I know because I can feel you with me even if you're miles away. I know because sometimes you're all I have, and even then you're what I'm most afraid will be taken away. And then there's the things you do for me... like try to make me lunch even thought you can't make it yourself, though I never deserve such chivalric attempts and apologies for things you never even did. I love how you open doors for me, take me out to eat, and drive such distances just to spend a few hours with me, because i can't drive to you. I love our arguements, because when we severely disagree it just shows that we're past the point of impressing and are now just taking each day, never for granted, as it is given. I could go on forever about love and how much I've learned just from a few sweet kisses and comforting embraces, but I'll end with the point I began making: 10 months and still in love. A non existing 10 months between tomorrow and thursday. Haha. And hopefully many more darling <3