When we drive home from a day of being with your family I want to go home to a place that we can call ours.
I hate goodbyes.
You're good at all the things I'm not.
I know that if I were to wake up and think there were spiders in my bed you would be able to calm me down a lot better than I can on my own.
You tell me I'm beautiful when I don't feel like it at all.
I love your smile.
Being apart is so hard.
I feel like I'm an honorary family member.
You humor me when I want to show you a new band or song I've found.
You make me laugh.
I can't stay mad at you.
You introduced me to Phish Food.
I love you.
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