What Love ment when I was with you..
Dear Nick,
It funny how we met over a friend but once I met you.
My favorite color changed once you opened your beautiful eyes.
I spent Months, Days , Hours , Minutes, and Seconds trying to define what is Love and you helped me.
I finally found a conclusion in what love is.
Love is those skype calls that would last for hours.
Love is those times you gave those long hugs and told me it’s okay.
Love is going to you once I got good new or when I need someone.
Love is learning to wait for the person.
Love W A S you...
Love, Ruby
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