You're my lovely. You've so long been and always will be my lovely. You don't understand how deep into me that digs, nor how much it means. It doesn't mean, "that's lovely and that's mine." My lovely doesn't hold any possessive aspect to it at all. Rather it means you are lovely and lovable, and not only that but you are my love and my passion. You are lovely to me, and you're a treasure. Yes, I know you're not mine to own, and I know that I can't say you're mine, but I feel as though the lovely side of you is exclusive to me. I guess that's what I'm trying to blab through all of the redundancy. I'm can't really put anything into words right now. I'm tired, and I'm going to go to sleep. Just know you're lovely, and I love you.
"I'm sorry it's so short. I promise, the next chapter will be clearer."
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A Walk Down Autumn's Path
RomanceThis is a gift. On the date 8~12~2017, my beloved Autumn Charlotte gave me a 70 page notebook, each page a reason more to love her. I read each and every page, and cherish each and every word to this day. Thank you, my Autumn, and this is to you. A...
