And so it is the way the mass
of things is
I am who I am because of
you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I’ve ever had
and all I’ve ever desired.
You are the wind beneath my wings, the beating of my heart, and the song in
my soul. And if it’s true
that a person is made up of his memories, then you are my happiness, my
tragedies, and everything
that has happened to me in between. You have given me more than I could
ever hope to repay in
words, so I will forever be in your debt.
_____ AKSHR
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