My dearest love.

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One day, when I am ready, I will talk about you.

I will tell them about you. About how you influenced me in so many ways. About how you makes me happy over everything you do. 

Now, there is so much thing to talk about. I need to sort things out first. I need to be specific as to what to talk about first and then. 

Now, there's just so much thing to talk about you. 

So many...

I love you so much. 

I never want to lose you...

Even though I will...

Eventually....

I will lose you....



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