wishesfreedom
to my dearest valentine,

your sorrow wails.
your songs that might sometime gets over pitched.
your jokes that might gets too cold.
it's all your little imperfections that made it perfect for me.
although termed imperfect, to me, you will always be perfected by those beautiful imperfections.
you are that of what matters.
thank you for being through all these days with me.
i
♥ u.

love, amy.
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