fifty seven

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its been three weeks.

you're moving out tomorrow into an apartment.

we cuddled one last time (for now),

and we even held hands.

you asked first,

of course,

because you're too sweet for this world.

ill miss you being here everynight.

and you making those amazing breakfasts.

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