“I love you. I’d tell you our story everyday if you had dementia” – B.
Oh how I love the feeling of your warmth against my warmth.
How I crave it when your gone.
For ever underestimating you, I was wrong.
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“I love you. I’d tell you our story everyday if you had dementia” – B.
Oh how I love the feeling of your warmth against my warmth.
How I crave it when your gone.
For ever underestimating you, I was wrong.
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