You’re the sixth. You’re none of them… because you’re all of them. You are who I love; the girl on the pedestal, the fantasy, the make-believe things that are actually true. You are what I love; the depth, the inside joke, the best friend. You are when I love; a new history is being started with you. We our the young lovers our older selves will someday reminisce about. You are where I love; because I’d go anywhere, just to be with you. You are why I love; because before you, I didn’t truly understand what I was looking for. Now that we found each other you’ve given my past and future meaning. You are the sixth. You are the last. (X)

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