Friday, June 4, 2010

You do it so well.

I call your house my home. I turn up sick and in pain. You do all you can to make me feel better. You take everything that is on your mind and pushed it to the side just to look after me. You put everything you were doing down just so you could be with me. I'm lucky, very lucky, to be able to call you my boyfriend. You are one amazing guy.

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