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I just know that I don’t want to be without you. Although awkward in saying, these words gave me more comfort than anything else that has ever been said to me. It meant more than “I love you,” or “I want to be with you,” even though it meant the same thing as “I want…
She came home to a bouquet of red roses and a box of chocolates waiting for her on the front porch. She smiled warmly to herself as she gathered the thoughtful gifts into her arms, the roses gracing her nose with their sweet fragrance, and she opened her front door. She found the lights already…
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