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I think there must have been a single point in time when I first realized it how the sun hit your hair in such a way that even in the hint of a smile it                                         up                            way                   the            all reached to the corners of your eyes pinching there just so but somehow it doesn't quite make it any clearer to me how it is that I can keep noticing this very same thing over and over and over and over and over and over and ov

If I could die for you, I would. I'd give my heart and soul, Though you barely seem to notice, It is you who makes me whole. For every bit of kindness, (No matter that it's small,) I count the days I've loved you; I can't count them all. I smile when I see you, on the other side of the room. I imagine of a time to be when we are bride and groom. I knew these foolish feelings may never be returned. But despite it all I loved you- Affectionate, I yearned. I wish you knew these feelings, or that I could share them freely. But the words are stuck within my throat, I cannot speak so easily. I tried it once: to tell you. You le