8/10/13 ; 3:30 PM

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You're the chocolate, to my hot chocolate.

You're the music, to my ears.

You're my cosiest sweater, on a cool winter day.

And you're the spider, to my web.

But what really matters, is that you make me whole.

I love you.

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