sometimes, we forget. Hollywood feeds us misconceptions about love. what is love to me? when i forget to call for days because i'm drowning and i feel guilty, wondering if you felt like i didn't care. love is when you send me a message after the storm telling me you love me like no other...
i talk, i always talk.. but you always listen
loveispatient
what is love? when we went out one night whilst i was on the verge of a breakdown. we walked on the beach, talking about what massive dreams we have. then you took me out for cake.
i love that you got me flowers to keep me going and when i needed them most even though you didn't know it.
loveiskind
to miss t, the big g and mr b. i could not do life without you both.
mucho amore
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oh miss i,
i completely, entirely, adore you. i tell you constantly how amazing and awesome you are, and i mean it every single time.
when i was sick, and cooped up at home, and you knew without words that i was feeling crappy, and you & mr b came bearing flowers, gifts, and the sweetest card.
loveisnotselfseeking
x.
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