I looked up from the desk in his office to see this love note I wrote for him. I had tucked it into this year's Valentine. It means the world to me that he saved it and even more that it's displayed on a shelf for the world to see.
He tells me almost every day that he will be with me forever, but I don't need a note. I'm right here. He's right here. We are here, together.
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moments stuck in time - look so different when you look back and what made you feel wonderful now makes you feel sick inside
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