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Apr 2014
I think I might love you.
I know I love you
but I might actually love you.

Which is odd.
You see
I saw you in my future as my best man.
My man of honor.

Only now I think
You might as well be the groom.

I want to take our conversations
to document every word
and tell the world.
look at us

We are brilliant
unscripted perfection
harmonized chaos

This terrifies me.
my emotions run wild.

So please.
If you love me.
I know you do.
If you really love me.

I beg you, tell me first.
so I don't play the fool.

I can see you.
In a tuxedo.
There, right there
by the altar
grinning
those gentle eyes
Beautiful

Will you take my hand?
*or catch the bouquet?
In honor of my dearest and best friend, Kyle.
Sail Away
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Sail Away
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