4-12-16, 11:46 Am. HIM.

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I love how in her story,you're her sunshine. In her story, you're an angel. In her story, you're nothing more than a vending machine of happiness.

But in mine, you're everything. You're not an angel or the sunshine. You're not this amazing person who brings happiness.

You're a wake up call. Safe - but alarming. You're not the 'sunshine'. You're the universe. The galaxy. So beautiful, yet so, so, dangerous.

Yeah, she loves your smile. Your laugh, your face. She loves the outside. She loves your looks. And your fake words.

But me? I love you. Can't really explain it. I just love you. I love how you're not afraid to tell the truth. I love how I kinda got to see the real you. I love how you trusted me.

So no, you're not amazing, or nice, or the fucking 'sunshine'. You're danger, mystery, adventure. You're just you.

And I guess that's why I loved - love you.

Never Forget You.

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