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You ask me what I can’t live without.

Whether that be a person or an object of some sort.

These are not easy questions to answer, but here it goes

 

Loving someone with such emotion is difficult.

It stretches down to your innermost being, breaking your very core,

Wanting to become free.  This isn’t just your primal Love. This is Him.

Him is Ethan.

 

We are connected by, not blood, but by life. By Love.

It is something that takes every part of us. Consuming us in each other,

in each part of ourselves.

We help each other day to day, no matter the circumstance.  No matter what happens, we will be there for eachother.

 

Ethan. He is this life and this Love. 

I can’t live without him. He makes everything ok and he understands what this life means in its hardships.

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