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Song— Skinny Love by Bon Iver

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My love,

I can't believe it has ever come to this.

I wish I told you everything sooner.

I wish I could change how we met.

I wish I could change the way I treated you the first few weeks we were together.

I wish I could change everything.

You taught me so much, Farrah.

You taught me how to speak, how to express my feelings, how to love.

And now you're teaching me how to say goodbye.

Even when you're no longer with me, you are still teaching me things.

There will never be a day where you don't teach me things. I knew from the minute I set my eyes on you in the foyer of the office, you'd change my life.

And, my god, did you do just that.

You were an angel sent from heaven, and you know that I'm not religious, darling.

Even as these tears fall down my cheeks, I can still see you clearly. Even as the rain pelts loudly outside, I can still hear your voice echoing in my ears. Even as goosebumps coat my skin, I can still feel your touch.

You are my one and true love.

I'm helplessly in love with you, Farrah.

I once told myself that I didn't deserve love, but I just had never experienced proper love until you. Proper love makes you realise you do deserve it.

I remember the times we had together, even though they were cut short.

The way we snuck in the back of my car.

The way I watched you race Olly's car and win.

The way I taught you how to defend yourself.

The way we flicked through CD's and vinyls.

The way we always stared at each other in the lift.

The way my sister set us up for a playdate.

The way we kissed in the rain on the rooftop.

The way I taught you how to drift a car.

The way we washed each other's hair in the shower.

The way I looked up the stairs to you on your birthday.

The way we danced under the moonlight in Paris.

The way we stargazed on an old rooftop.

The way we trashed a hotel room.

The way we became one on the front of a yacht in your favourite city.

The way we got cringy, matching tattoos.

The way we fell in love.

Our time was bitter sweet, but I wouldn't change a thing. Quite like you, actually.

You were bitter sweet. Strong, confident and powerful. The bitterness relating to your strength, confidence, and power. Kind, caring and thoughtful. The sweetness relating to your kindness, caring aspects, and your thoughtfulness.

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