I hope one day I'll be able to help you understand just how wonderful you are. How charming that shy smile you flash me when I compliment you is. How endearing it is when you quicken your step to hold the door open for me. You make me smile and laugh and believe there are still good men left in the world.
You give me hope.
Thank you for that. If after this week you give me nothing else, I'll always be grateful you gave me this gift.
Always,
the girl who's trying desperately to resist you
(but failing)
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