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“I love you,” I tell her.

She asks, “Why?”

I can’t grasp just one reason in the geyser of thoughts that come to mind  

a shy smile, spontaneous laugh

determination, ambition 

honesty and insight

an independent spirit and intelligent mind

adorable quirks and quick wit

the first time seeing her slimy, screaming face

and thinking she was the most beautiful thing in the world

“I love you,” I say, “for all of the reasons, and even if those reasons all go away. You don’t have to do anything to earn my love for you. It will always be there, forever and ever.”

Just exist, Boo, and I love you.

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