Let me count the ways in which I love you: I love the way you always miss the train. If you loved green (you don't) I'd love it too, the way you love to walk out in the rain. I love the way you do the oddest things and do not care what other people say, the new aspects of you that each day brings, and how I can always find one more way...... I love the way you always seem to know (before I have said it) what I will say and how I can rely on you just so to cheer me up and get me through the day. So rest assured on something always true No matter what happens I will love you.Birth sign: Not entered
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