Tonight I'm going to sleep with a smile.
He said he loves me. A minute later
went back to "I love a lot of good" in the previous two hours of conversation, he returned to his confusion.
But I cried when I said it. Why he Meant it. How did I ever doubt it? Even just for a minute? Cracked.
He loves me.
Basta.
Goodnight.
:)
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