letter 3

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My love,

Honey, I think of you day and night

through wrongs and rights

But what does it matter?

To someone like us?

Can some one tell us how to love

Or even whom to love

no

Because honey

no matter what

you are the sunrise

on my dark and dreary nights

You're the warmth

To the coldness of my body

Your my heater

You are the smile on my face

Oh, the redness that I gain

When I think about you

Or text. Call. And hear you

Your voice plays in my head like a sweet melody...

I want to keep it that way

Even if I move

Or go off to college

Or any of that

I want to keep us...

kelp the happiness

And warmth and brightness

That you have brought into my world...

Please.....

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