I love the way you read me like a book. You do it so analytically, you don’t rip one single layer of every chapter I withold. You even deal with my history. I know you read the prologue and as heart breaking as it is there were many before you, but you understand that I’m still trying to write my life story and in the most recent chapter, you’re the main character. What I love most is that you don’t rush me, you want to make sure you get every single detail. You re-read the pages that you didn’t understand, just so you could understand. You never just skim through me, and I don’t mind that you like to take it slow because I think it’s kind of cute. But when your finished reading me, I wanna say thanks in advance for opening me up...
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