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Jul 3
I don't want you to talk to me, but you're the one I want to tell about everything that happened on my day.
I don't want you to see me, but I want to run into you on the streets, coincidentally.
I don't want you to make me smile, but I want to laugh with you for the rest of my life.
I don't want you to tell me I'm pretty, but I want you to look at only me, forever.
I don't want you to tell me that you're cooking, but I want to cook for you, forever.
I don't want you to tell me what you're doing, but I want to do things with you, forever.

These are just a few...

I don't know why, but...

It's you that I think of when I imagine getting married.
It's you that I think of when I listen to The Ridleys' love songs.
It's you that I think of when I want to try and see new things.
It's you that I think of when I want to go to places I've never been.
It's you that I think of when I want to try new foods.
It's you that I think of when I see couples enjoying their time together.
It's you that I think of when I see the sun as it sets, wishing that I'm watching it with you.
It's you that I think of when I look at the moon, wishing that I could watch it with you one day, while sitting on our car.

It's you...
It's still you.
Ai
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Ai  21/F
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