Why does our happiness depend so much on other people - whether their presence, or lack of it?
Don't look at me. I don't know.
All I know is that it does. I'm learning that it does.
I'm learning to admit it does.
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At the risk of sounding mawkish ..
I love you. You have made the best difference in my life.
*kiss*
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