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Our love is...

A convertible. Leaning back and looking at the stars.

A drive at night. Chasing after the aurora borealis.

London Grammar. Playing on the stereo as we drive through a new country.

Coffee shops. Eating cake and holding hands while we sipped.

Water. Following fish in the sea or swimming at the gym.

Flowers. Filling our home wherever it is.

The sky. Falling asleep on the roof with blankets and pizza boxes by our side.

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