Warmth, such delightful and inspiring warmth!
My love, you bring me such joy, no amount of words could fully express how happy you make me.
I entrust my poor heart to you, for I trust you can heal it.
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He is my sun. Every day I speak to him is a bright and joyous day regardless of what happens.
Even in a moment of chaotic despair he brings light to me. Comfort so deep my inner child feels its soft arms wrap around me.
When I think of him, I imagine laying in a patch of soft grass during the summer, feeling nothing but warmth and delight.
Or sitting in front of a fireplace during the coldest winter night to exist.
Yet, he does not wish to pursue our romance again, not for a while still.
I will wait for you,
Shall my body turn to dust in the process.