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Him with his beautiful hair that he always covers with a hat Him with his beautiful gap-toothed smile that he thinks is nothing special Him with the passionate light in his eyes when he speaks of what he loves Him with his scratched up guitar strumming hands that he thinks aren't masculine enough Him with his giant personality that he thinks is impossible for anyone to love Him with his contagious laughter that he's embarrassed of Him with his angelic and addictive voice that he thinks shouldn't be heard Him with his riddles and jokes that he uses to hide his troubles Him with his loud and heavy music that he listens to to make sense of himself Him with his big and delicate heart that he tries not to share often Him with the greatest light I've ever known inside him being hidden by the darkness of his sadness Him with his past that he thinks makes him broken Him with his love for me...whoa His love...that is so very pure, and so very perfect
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May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 2:30 AM UTC
him with his
Him with his beautiful hair that he always covers with a hat Him with his beautiful gap-toothed smile that he thinks is nothing special Him with the passionate light in his eyes when he speaks of what he loves Him with his scratched up guitar strumming hands that he thinks aren't masculine enough Him with his giant personality that he thinks is impossible for anyone to love Him with his contagious laughter that he's embarrassed of Him with his angelic and addictive voice that he thinks shouldn't be heard Him with his riddles and jokes that he uses to hide his troubles Him with his loud and heavy music that he listens to to make sense of himself Him with his big and delicate heart that he tries not to share often Him with the greatest light I've ever known inside him being hidden by the darkness of his sadness Him with his past that he thinks makes him broken Him with his love for me...whoa His love...that is so very pure, and so very perfect
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May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 2:30 AM UTC
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