I've realized at this moment that I sincerely miss picking on you, laughing over the oddest things, getting lost out of town, sniffing candles, listening to my songs loud in the car, realizing we yelled in a public place, and worrying about the future instead of now living in it.
That's the way I loved you. :'(
For that I have cried for you tonight.
I will remain in high hopes that through my colloquy of heart to confession, you will come to thoroughly penetrate the very entity of my enduring fidelity.
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