I’m Yours

Almost 2 and a half years ago today I met a shaggy haired, skinny little Brazilian who kissed me in spaghetti warehouse and played I’m yours on the guitar. That very same day he asked me to be his girlfriend and ever since then I haven’t been able to shake that ‘being 17 and having butterfly’s’ feeling. Who would have known that the same kid that walked Into my life on that rainy day in march would make me love him more and more every day. You are my very best friend and you mean the world to me. 

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