Always.
I adore that word. It holds such a deep meaning in my opinion.
It gives a sense of reassurance that other words couldn't give me.
The way he used that word in our last conversation made a smile grow across my face; it was obvious that the word had an affect on me and when he used it, it made it tens time more meaningful.
How is it possible that out of the whole conversation between him and I, the word always stuck out in my mind?
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