so I can more fully know the magic that became you.
And I want to spend more time joking and laughing with you,
and sitting together quietly in the living room
in absolute contentment as it rains outside at night.
And even, when the situation merits, to cry with you
so I can wipe your delicate tears away with my thumb
and look at you through my own tear-filled eyes
and tell you that it'll be alright.
Because it will.
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