It is you. It is fucking you. I cannot describe it anymore, it is you. You are the only one that I will ever want. I belong with you. You are my home. I look at you, and somehow I can see 50 years from now on the front porch of some old house in the middle of nowhere and we’re together. I need you. You are the only thing that matters. You are my
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Ik ben zo zo trots op je.
Maar ook heel blij voor je.
Ik zie je woensdag babe.
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