As i stit and wonder for things i do not know, how love was 100 years ago. But may thee conclude for that special girl in my life who never fails to impress her love companion, but the love companion theeself fails to impress her. But that moment, when senorita shayshay holmes looked back and thought of life without thyself. Me. She's the very humble light that stands before me on a cold, dark, winter night. She's the one that i sought to think of every now and then so I can keep my life on track. But let the wishes of many angels and spells be a good coming to her life as I progress my love for shaylah the angel. My angel. The one who guards my heart from other demons who try to take it. But thus i sit here and every second that passes by in the bright corners of time I gain a bit of love for her. So that special girl named shaylah holmes reading this, I love you. May god bless your soul and family and thyself hopes for a bright future and loving family between the both of us. Our children will be astonished to see how much a beautiful and wonderful parent yoy are soon to become later in life. I love you shay, don't forget that lovey dove.
Sincerely, Antwine
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