What are you wishing for? There's always something in the forefront of your mind that you want more than anything. Yes you can make yourself believe that material possessions will make you happy, that your life would be complete. Yet in time we inevitably realise what it is that truly matters. I wish for happiness, and for continuity of the happiness he makes me feel. I wish that our love will only grow, as we share time, smiles, kisses, cuddles. Through finding love I'm beginning to find myself, and finding myself is bringing my soul more happiness than you'd believe. All thanks to him. My love. Because after all, happiness is the greatest thing in life.
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