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Apr 2012
You asked me what I see in him.
My mind had so much to say.

There is the way he wears my lipgloss after our good morning kiss.
When we drive for hours, not speaking a single word.
He knows me better than I know myself sometimes.
Every quirk and every flaw.
Every evening he holds me close.
He gives me hope.
I know I'm never alone.

All these things I wanted to say, but instead I simply shrugged.
JD
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   Isabelle Kessler
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