sometimes when i think about the first time i met him, it feels so surreal. how can two people come together and create so many stories? i never thought he would be my first and only, and now i think he will even be the end of me, the one man i will share my bed with for the rest of my life. at least this is what i am willing to work towards -- a happy ever-after with him.
i love that he loves me, because i love him so.
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