Since I love you, I’ll let you go.
I know I’m not who you want. I know I’ll never get a chance to call you mine. I know all of this. Yet, I love you. I love the way you smile with your eyes. I love your sarcastic remarks. I love that you are proud to be you. I love your insecurities. I love how perfect I find you to be. I love you. I wish I could be what you’re looking for.
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