"at the end of the day, you have to be strong for yourself, because no one will be strong for you."

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Thank you my lovely.
You will always remain so dear to me.
I'll miss you,
your smiles,
your tickles,
your pokes,
your hugs,
your kisses,
your love,
your silliness,
your laziness
and everything else (:.

I'm glad I met you, and had you.
You're so wonderful.
Thank you (:

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard,
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart.
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things,
Like a shoebox of photographs,
With sepiatone loving.
Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart ,
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy,
And sometimes life can be deceiving,
I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together (then)
. . .

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