dear my love,
sometimes i think there is such thing as too much love.
i think you should give a little less and take a little more. don't they say that you have to let go for someone to hold on?
what will you do when we're gone?
alone, we are half of what we are together. even when it's only been a few days, a matter of 48 hours.
you are phi, the golden number, the perfect ratio that is your height and your arms; your heart and mine.
maawwww
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