Today is your birthday. Old tales tell that you were my first best friend. I could never show you how deep is my love for you. Only if I could rip my heart out for you to see how the mere sight of you makes it completely full.
(alt. 1st version: "... see how you occupy all of it.")
Monday, 17 December 2018
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