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I'M a Mess

Even after three years of being together, I still wonder why he's with me. With his golden hair and steel grey eyes that somehow make me feel alive, He's so perfect, and I wonder what I did in this life to deserve a love such as his. It's so hard to just dismiss the fact that he loves me, and I don't know why. I see his face every day when I wake up. He sleeps so peacefully, I wonder what he dreams about, and what he thinks about, When he's not with me. Maybe it's just me, but I feel like he deserves someone better than the mess that I am. For he is he, And I am me.

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