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Saturday, June 13, 2009

Love...

It means trusting yourself with someone who has seen you at your worst and loves you anyway

It means teasing each other and laughin` at inside jokes nobody but only the two of you could understand

It means feeling safe tnugh to talk about anything and having the patience to work out disagreements

It means counting on someone who symphathizes when you had a bad day
..and worries about you when you`re gone too long, and always welcomes you with open arms no matter what.

You`re not the perfect boy, you know.
You`re pretty amazing and such, but sometimes I can get really angry at you.
But that`s not the point, `cause I just love how we make up.
`Cause you don`t have to be perfect.
Perfect for me is good enough, and that`s what you are.

Yeah, we`ve had our fights and we`ve put each other through hell.
We picked each other up when one of us fell.
We`ll always be together, because I honestly don`t know where I`d be without you.

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