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Even at 85❤️❤️

Your past may be cloudy, but your future is spotless.💥💥💥💥💥

@peacewriter51

I love how you hold me. I love how you tell me I’m beautiful. I love how you find it funny when I say something stupid or just can’t speak when I’m around you. I love how you make me happy. I love how you smile when I see you. I love how you laugh when I say something random, or stupid. I love that when I laugh it makes you smile. I love how you ask me if I’m alright when I can’t stop laughing. I love how you make me feel. I love how you tell me I look cute. I love how we can talk about randomness for hours. I love that you want to stay up and text me late into the night. I love how you say sweet things to me. I love how you whisper in my ear when we hug. I love how you squeeze me so hard when I hug you. I love how I can talk to you for hours about anything, and you listen, and I listen. I love how you want to spend every day with me. I love how you caress my hand. I love how you hold me when we hug. I love how I get a feeling of protection when I’m around you. I love how everything is perfect. I love how you see the person I am, yet you still want me. I love how you have a passion for our Jesus and you want to grow in your relationship with Him. I love how you make me cry, not because I’m upset or sad, or you hurt me, but because you make me the happiest I’ve ever been. I love waking up and talking to you. I love how I anticipate seeing you. I love how I get nervous when I see you, but feel more comfortable with you than I do with anyone else. I love how you deal with my random thoughts and craziness. I love how everything will be alright, and make me feel at your insist ease. I love how you give me weird looks at awkward moments. I love how I’m important to you. I love how I’m your first choice. I love how I make you happy. I love how you make ME happy. I love how I worry about you and the dumb stuff you do. I love how I only want to be with you. I love how I constantly think about you. I love when you get mad when someone says something to upset me. I love how just one smile from you can make my entire mood change. I love how I’m yours. I just love…us. I love everything about you. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Will you still me when your 85 ❤️❤️

By Peace Truth

Life can be likened to a bouquet of roses, each with its unique charm. Some roses sparkle like raindrops, while others lose their luster in the absence of sunlight. Some roses wilt away with time, while others bloom in a kaleidoscope of colors. Some roses sag with drooping petals, while others captivate with their beauty. However, it is vital to acknowledge that the perception of beauty resides in the eyes of the beholder.