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Gabriel,
I'm going out to the grocery store. If you need something, call me okay? Don't worry, I won't forget your cake.
Sam
PS: Could you do laudry, please? I know you don't like it, but some things you have to do.
PS II: I love you.
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Dear Gigantor,
Next time you ask me to call you, remember to bring the phone with you, dumbass. Anyway, I'm going for a walk with your dog because if I don't, the poor animal will spend the rest of his life inside this small apartment.
I love you,
Gabriel.
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Good morning, Gabriel!
Once you said I don't go out with our dog, I'm doing this. Maybe you could do the laudry again? Oh, and I made some coffee but we're out of sugar, I'm going to buy it okay?
Love,
Sam.
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Sam-I-Am,
The dog's yours. Not mine! I didn't ask for a dog, never. Your idea, so please, take care of him. By the way, the sink of the kitchen was a bit weird, but you have a wonderful boyfriend who fixed it. Make sure to thank the guy, ok?
Gabriel.
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Dear human who, unfortunately, I call my boyfriend,
Next time you leave for a weekend with your brother, go with your stupid phone. I hate you, seriously. You've asked me not to interrupt your weekend but hell, I just wanted to remind you that I love you and bla bla bla. Don't get me wrong and when you read this, don't go to the bedroom with puppy eyes saying you're sorry. It won't work.
From the poor celestial being who apparently has a dickhead for a boyfriend,
Gabriel.
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Dear celestian being who I love a lot,
The "puppy eyes" and my "I'm so sorry, Gabe" always work. The proof is that you've asked for a second time. But I meant that, okay? I'm really sorry.
To prove you, I'm making dinner tonight. How about pasta? Call me. I promise I am with my phone this time.
I love you,
Sam.
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Sam,
Congratulations for being able to not forget your phone! Now the next step is answering it, you idiot.
Gabriel.
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Gabriel,
I'm not an idiot. My boyfriend is
I love you anyway,
Sam.
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Sam,
It's a beautiful morning. I'm writing this for no reason, because I plan to stay in this small apartment until you wake up. Then I'll do chocolate chip pancakes for you because I know how much you like these. You'll kiss me and mumble a "thank you". We'd cuddle in the kitchen and I'll pretend I don't want them because I'm making your pancakes, but I obviously love it.
But actually, I love everything that you do and everything you.
I love when you wake up and your hair is a mess, and I make fun of this and brush it with your fingers because you're sleepy and won't get mad at me. I love when you cook delicious food for us, and I love the smile in your face everytime I open the door of our house and you're waiting for me. I love the goodnight kisses and I love to be in bed with you even if I don't sleep. I love watching you asleep and I love it when you wake up and gently slap my arm saying that this is creepy. I love when we both go out with the dog. Which is not only yours and I know that. I love this apartment, even if I complain it's too small. If you're comfortable here, I am too. I love even when you forget your phone, because that means you'll try to cheer me up with kisses and sex. I love to talk with you, just stupid chats about America's Next Top Model or something more serious. I love listening to your voice and I love to spend summer with you, because you stop wearing shirts. I love when I make you laugh and you put your tongue between your teeth. I love stripping your plaid shirts, I love kissing you, I love having sex with you, I love cudding with you, I love being with you.
I'm just writing this because I want you to know how much I love this. Us. You and me. Me and you. As a couple, happily ever after. I know you don't believe in happily ever after but I don't care. We're happy. We even have an apartment (small!) and a dog (yours!) and a great relationship. We have each other, and I love every single part of this.
No matter what you do or say, Sam, I'd choose this life forever. I never was so happy before.
I love you no matter what,
Gabriel.
PS: Can we go to a next stage already? I want a kid so badly.