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21 months.

Baby, when you hold me in your arms, you fit me better than my favourite sweater. I never wanna let go. And I know that love is mean, and love hurts but after all we’ve been through I still remember that day we met in March. I’ll love you more than those bitches. Say you’ll remember what I’m telling you. We don’t need much money, we could make it all work. As much as I hate your job, I’ll stay up waiting, anticipating and pacing every night but baby that’s okay. Because I told you that no matter what you do I’ll always be by your side. Whether you fail or fly, well, at least you’ve tried. But don’t ever walk out the door. A piece of me would die. When I told you I wanted more, that’s not what I had in mind. I just want it like before, when we were dancing all night. Before they took you away. The night life seems to want you just as much as I want you. You just need to remember, I will love you till the end of time. I would wait a million years. Just promise you’ll remember that you’re mine. Promise that you’ll always be just mine.