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My Dearest Love,
In all of my life, I’ve never loved someone
as I’ve loved you. I know that I tell you “I love you” many, many times and in
many, many ways each and every day, but I feel as if I must waste yet another
five minutes out of both of our lives to repeat that same, contrived phrase to
you one more time - I love you.
At times like this, I worry that you have
forgotten that I love you. Perhaps you might suddenly become confused and
think that it is someone else who loves you, or maybe you might think that I
do not love you, that I openly despise you instead. Never ever think that.
Baby, I love you. I want you to do me a
favor. If you ever question whether I love you or not, just ask me. I’d be
glad to tell you that I love you because I am sure that at that point in time
I will still love you like I do right now.
Love,
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