Tough guy, like it really rough guy..you are perfect to me. Words become useless. How could I ever explain the feelings inside me when I think of you? When I think about your dark eyes or your mischievous smile. When I think about the precious moments spent with you, full of joy and banter. When I think about the times you took my hand and held it while we were walking on main street. Bittersweet memories, holding me together while ripping me apart. You love me. Why else would you entertain this little relationship? You like to play with me. You like to torture this little heart.

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