Three years ago in February, we happened. Next February, you’ll be gone.
On the occasion of our fourth and final February together, all I can do is thank you.
I can’t give you my love because you already have it. I can’t give you my heart because you’ve had it all along. It’s yours, and I expect you’ll take it with you when you leave.
I know that day is coming — soon — and I promise to love you as hard as I can in the time we have left.
I love you more than you will ever know.
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