We'll make this last ♥

I remind you that love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude, never selfish, nor quick to take offense. Love keeps no score of wrongs; does not gloat over another’s failings, but delights in the truth. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, its hope and its endurance. Love never ends. So faith, hope and love abide, but the greatest of them all is love.

You know what’s kind of beautiful? 

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

No measure of time with you, would be long enough. But we’ll start with forever.

I’ll do this every time just to make you feel better. :*

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day 88/365 by roxy ongpin on Flickr.