I still love your hair clips. I still love your blue feather that's always tucked in your hair. I still love when I'd find you asleep on your work desk, the drool endearing as I'd carry you to bed, never missing how you'd nuzzle into me - as if you had found where you're meant to be. Forever my home, forever my world, I've only ever wanted you in this universe - and even if I had the option to travel to a million others, no one would come close to even resembling you. I still love the day I went and picked out an engagement ring, being able to use my own fingers to know the size you'd need. I didn't like the day you left me, just a day before I'd use said engagement ring. But what I still love from that day, is the fact you kissed me before you left.
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