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I am dating
My best friend

And somehow they are not two whole sentences but one fucking sentence.

How did it happen? - I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE!

But am I happy? - FUCKING YES!

Love wouldn't necessarily warrantee a relationship to last forever but for some reason it feels too good to be into the mists of a imaginary heaven. Forever, it never felt so right before but with him, it sounds as if the word was made for us. 

I know that it is too early to make assumptions but by what I feel - it could be the best thing happened to me.

Writing blogs about him while listening to a romance book playlist was shameful, but somehow he makes even the most shameful of things fun, like they where just meant to happen for us to be here.

But isn't love all about that? The shameful, the senseless, sometimes romantic, but sometimes playfully taunting that person, knowing that the other person will only love you more for that instead of the literal opposite.

My emotions that where somehow so in tangles seem to be flowing now. And how much ever I romanticise my words, they will never be enough to mirror the actual thing. 

Now I can call him mine, hold him, and tell the world that - Guys, HE LOVES ME!

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And I love him.





Thank you so much

For giving this your precious time

Stay tuned for more!

-17.





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