the first time you knew it was love.

I hate being mad at you.

5 sec..

10 sec..

I remember...

30 sec...
60 sec...

I remember the first time I realized I loved you.

It was when I realized that anything that ever happened,
good or bad, I wanted to tell you about.

You were the first person I wanted to know,
and I couldn't wait to tell you, and talk to you.

and, and, and.

and listen to you,  it's like I love learning new things every time I talk to you. 

Sounds cheesy, hm?

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