If I could scream it from the rooftop or paint it across the entire planet I swear I would. It’s just that I’m all out of midnight phone calls and soury sweet nicknames to whisper between the stars and nine am. And I’d love to blame it on the rain and blur of the holidays giving me reason not to reach you or even better keeping me from the grandiose displays I want to be creating for you. But even though I didn’t say those words yet, you know the ones said so often they lose their meaning when the real thing comes along, you realize that nothing will ever be more true. So enjoy your holidays and stay dry. When the new year begins I promise to do all the things you’ve ever wanted from a love.
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