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To think of him is to smile well I did. Now I see or think of him I cry. He gave me a reason to be happy in my sad days of wanting to give up. Now he the reason I feel down lost and sad. He the reason I cry. The reason I cant sleep think or breathe. I just want eveeything back

The endless thoughts of you bring a smile to my face whenever I do anything for you, looking for you, thinking of you. I do with a smile because it makes me happy. Making you happy makes me happy. Knowing you're happy makes me happy.

Some things I love last week! The new Oh Marie! magazine, my blogger necklace and some lovely words!

You make me super happy. I don't know how you do it. But for some reason. Everytime I see you, or even think about you. It's like this rush of happiness runs through my body and my heart skips. You don't even have to do anything to make me so happy.