The best love never has a reason. I just look at him and there is no reason to look anywhere else.
It seemed
like years
before
I picked
a bouquet
of kisses
off her mouth
and put them
into a dawn-colored vase
in
my
heart.
But
the wait
was worth it.
Because
I
was
in love.
-Richard Brautigan
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