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A Song

“Because being with someone is like listening to a song.” He said “It’s like when you listen to a great song for the first time and you think it’s amazing and lovely and adorable and you can’t get enough of it and you have it on repeat and you show it to your fiends and you think that you’ll never get over how great that song is. But after a couple days, weeks if you’re lucky, you get bored because there’s nothing new about it and you start groaning and skipping the son whenever it comes on and finally you delta it because you are so over it you can’t even believe that you used to love it.”

He stared outside the window and after a few minutes he finally spoke, “Because there’s no such thing as an everlasting love.”

She stared at him, she admired his hair, his eyebrows, his nose, his eyes, his cheeks, his lips- Oh, his lips- and she said “But, than again, there’s that song you listen to for the first time and you think it’s a nice song so you decided to get it and fort he first few days you start getting attached to that song because you understand the lyrics and you get goose bumps whenever you listen to it and maybe not everyone loves it as much as you do but it doesn’t matter because it’s yours.”

He turned and looked into her eyes and she continued, “and then, after a couple of years, you are still in love with that song and you are playing it to you kids telling them how that song changed your life and you still can’t believe that song still makes you feel like you’re flying.”

He stopped and grabbed his hand “it’s your favorite song.” He kissed her knuckles “and you are the most definitely my favorite song.”

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