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Paul Marsh Dec 2017
I can remember every time we talked you would light up my heart

Just listening to your voice is always soothing and warming and you would hold me captive on every word you spoke

Every time we finished talking my Excitement and Anticipation would grow, waiting for that next conversation, that next little joke, that next little laugh, the next uttering of “Hunny Bear” from you and “Princess” from me.

I’m hopeful of a time when we might have those loving conversations again.

A time when I can feel your touch again, a touch that envelops me like a warm feather quilt on a cold winter’s night.

When I can see your smile again, a smile that showers me with your bubbly enthusiasm for life and infectious happiness  

To see your eyes, your beautiful eyes that allow me to see deep into your loving and caring soul.

I remember when waking up next to you, I would look at you and feel more love for you than when I fell asleep just a few short hours earlier.

I have many dreams I hope we can one day share, one such dream is to watch the sunset, stay up all night and to see the sunrise for your next birthday on a tropical island.

I hope that we can let love fight through all the bad that has happened and for us to explore a fantastic future together one day.
Paul Marsh Dec 2017
What do you see when you think and look at me? I have many imperfections.

Too often we find ourselves focusing on those imperfections and we let them define us.
We worry how others may perceive us.
We should embrace our imperfections as they are what makes us who we are.
They make us unique.
What others may think of us is not our problem, it is not within our control.
If people think less of us for our imperfections then when don’t need them in our lives.  


You and your perfect imperfections is who I fell for over the 12 months and who I am still deeply mad for.

All I see when I look and think of you is you.

A beautiful you.

A spectacular you.

A stunning you.  

Perfect you

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