I love you.
You, in all the ways that make you. In all the little things, and the way that you breath. I love you. As you stumble, in your anger and in your laughs. I love you, so I will step away, for it is you. And I will not be the one, you will never wake with me. I will never be the one that holds you as life rages. But I will pray and I will hope and I will wish for your happiness, that you are safe. I love you.
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Oktober 2017
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