50 Reasons I Love You || l.s. short story

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Your love for life

I think you're so incredibly beautiful even if you're now pale and thin. You'll always be beautiful. Always. Every day, you're grateful for everything and you love life.

You love the seasons and the sun and you love me. I can tell you're suffering, every day it gets worse. But you never wish to make it stop, you don't complain or cry (even if I know you really want to), you cherish every moment.

And even though you'll pull through and survive you still love every second you are living. You talk about your day and ramble like you always do. You love the mornings and evenings and the night.

You love being apart of the world. You never take it for granted. Never. Every little thing amazes you, even the grass and little bugs. You love everything.

And I love you.