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happiness. joy. beauty.

those are the things he's given to me.

without even trying. my sanity.

found my way out of the darkened tunnel

found my escape, my hideout, my shelter

standing on my own two feet

not giving up. no longer asleep

no longer blind to the world around me.

could this be happening? how could it be?

could someone really have that effect on me?

no. they couldn't.

impossible it seems. and yet

and yet

and yet I've found

this isn't a dream

not a fairy tale with a storybook ending

but real life, my own happy ending

but this isn't the end

no. far sooner than that.

it's only the beginning.

and the start at that.

excitement and hope flow through my veins

every time. all the time. when he says my name.

its inevitable. or so they say,

for a man and a woman to feel this way.

and you ask of me, what is this feeling?

this emotion so pure and true?

well that my darling is up to you.

i cannot decide alone for me and you.

but just so you know:

I

love

you

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