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Kass  Aug 2016
ILoveYouSoMuch
Kass Aug 2016
You. I want to paint you. I want your beauty on the tip of my brush, smeared across a canvas so I can see down to your thinnest layer, not just the clump that you were on the bristles. You're a mess. You are oils and colors mixed together on a bumpy sheet, taking forever to dry. People get tired of watching you and they leave. You blame yourself for not drying fast enough, for not having interesting colors, for the bubbles and patches in your paint. I'll stay here and watch you. You are taking forever to dry, but my heart skips a beat every time you catch the light. I lose my breath every time a bit of you falls from the canvas and onto the floor. I tear up when gravity mixes your colors, creating purples and browns and greens. You may mix and change and smear before you dry, and I want to see how beautiful you are when you do.
Tanisha  Sep 2018
ILoveYouSoMuch
Tanisha Sep 2018
And even though now this distance stands between us,
You’ll always be my one and only.

I love you...
Salmabanu Hatim Aug 2020
ILOVEYOUSOMUCH,
Wanna no want room for anyone
to come between us.
24/8/2020

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