I haven't written much about her. About us. But today is one of those days. I've opened up all of the windows in the house, opened the front door, the place is a mess because I'm packing but I want to let the world in. I'm playing some music and cleaning up, putting things in boxes, thinking about her, thinking about our future together
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i love you. 85 +years my friend, my lover, my tree, my boy, my future, my home.
(oh, and of course on a train, but sooner on a plane!)
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But I saw that you readded me, and it lead me to your journal and I read this and it made me smile so much. I've known people in love. But I've never known people so perfectly in love who know how to describe it so well. I am truly happy for you both! And hey. Maybe I'll bump into you cuties in Chicago sometime. It's calling my name, but visits are all it's going to get until I get through two more years of schooling.
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