LIMERENCE.

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Limerence...

What wouldn't I do, for someone with eyes as loving and caring as yours, the hidden intent so deep I can barely see them as I admire you so closely. 

You will never see how much I truly care for you as I cannot show it, not without shelves coming down or new plates to be bought,

And yet after every long day I great you with your favourite meal and ask about every detail of your continually boring days without me.

I want our love as pure as the movie's we watched together on our first date. As cute as the bunnies that play and chase each other around not knowing of worry or sadness. 

Nothing you do will make me love you less, I fell to early to leave these feelings behind, even if yours left long ago. I love you, and every tattooed regret that comes with being together.

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