i'm starting to get accustomed to the life here without you. it's so dull. i thank god for my friends i have here. but i still miss you. they don't take my mind off you. every moment i think of you. wishing that you were here with me. enjoying the rain together. watching it pour. lying in your arms at the balcony with a cup of hot chocolate in hand and just a blanket covering us. just watching the world pass us by slowly. knowing that it doesn't matter as long as we have each other.
take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
what hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
no love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
all mine was thine before thou hast this more.
-william shakespeare.
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