Our love may not have always been a fairytale but it is still my favorite love story.
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My earliest memory is making peach cobbler with my grandmother. A wonderful memory. I grew up in a restaurant family B.B.Q. restaurant Rick Bayless
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He tangles his hand in my hair and the other cups my jaw Although I have this all planned his lips feel shockingly sweet swollen and soft and more like home every time
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Who so loves believes the impossible
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Letting Go DoesnT Mean YouVe Stopped Caring, It Means You Stopped Trying To Force Someone Too.
