You know, I can't help but wax poetic
When I think of you, oh it's pathetic!
Every other thought is you
Like your beautiful smile
Or the things you do
My mind is in its happy place
In the corner of it, there's an empty space
Saved just for you and they're good thoughts
So, I guess I think of you a lot
I know I'm sappier than a maple tree
So, tell me...do you think of me?
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This Is Us
RomanceTo my beloved Desmond: I wrote this book as love letters to you. I want the world to know that you make me happy and I'm yours forever. I love you more than life itself. We're imperfect in the most perfect way. The chapters stopping at 13 is delibe...
