You’re who i love, the fantasy, the make believe things that are actually true. You’re what i love, the inside joke, the best friend. You’re when i love. A new history that’s being started. We are the old lovers that our older selves will reminisce. You’re where i love because i’d go anywhere, just to be with you. You’re why i love because before you, i never understand the meaning of love.
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