God I love her. I love her more than I’ve loved anyone before. She makes me vulnerable and I’m not ashamed of it, or to show her my feelings. She’s different. She’s special. So special. From the first day I met her and talked to her and got to know her I knew I’d be fucked. She’s my best friend, my ride or die. I respect her. I respect her wants and wishes. No matter how hard they are. I will always support her and her and her goals and dreams. I will always be here for her even with the distance. She will always be my wifey. The one that got away. I will always have a pure and deep love for her. That will never change nor go away.
Because I fell in love with her.
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