Much obliged...

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I have to write it down here... For he might have thrown out the book I filled with much obliged for this and that...
Much obliged Poupy,
For loving me
For letting me love you
For waiting for me in school
For driving me home
For the long talks on the phone
For the times we slept together
For the times we made love
For the caresses
For your kisses
For your tenderness
For your loving notes
For the walks we had
For the time we went to the TreeHouse
For the time we went to the Bois Brulé
For the many drives
For driving me places
For all the dinners you made for me
For the care you gave me
For the music you opened my world to
For the concerts we went to
For the art we saw
For all the things you taught me
For loving nature with me
For making my bed
For doing the dishes
For doing the laundry
For hugging me...
For spending time with me
For not leaving me for so long...
For finding me pretty
For finding me sexy
For buying me clothes
For going shopping with me
For always being willing to look at what I made
For always watching my art
For watching Game of Thrones for me
For being yourself...
For having such wonderful eyes
For having gorgeous hands
For being so handsome
For being so clever
For the things you made
For the times we made "art" together
For listening to me
For being my best friend...
For accepting my flaws for so long...
For having worked so hard to make money
For giving me money
For never having made me feel like I owed you for accepting your money
For not demanding I should or could work
For allowing me hobbies that you paid for
For defending me
For living with me for so long...
For coming to get me by foot or bike at the planes
For trying to understand me
For giving me room and time to be myself
For the calls you made to me when you didn't sleep at home
For letting me ride your motorbike, behind you
For letting me ride your motorbike myself
For making such wonderful photos
For believing in me...
For helping me tidy up
For laying in bed with me, as spoons...
For helping me in the garden...
For buying a house for us
For teaching me how to drive
For fixing things
For being so handy
For being so interesting
For waiting for me
For being yourself...
I miss you so much...

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