We slow danced to a break up song.
And we Harlem shook with no clothes on.
We kissed under the moon light.
And you told me I was as beautiful as a star.
We had a pillow fight with a blanket.
And drew all over the foggy windows.
We sat there for hours, and I was smiling every moment of it.
...So were you.
And it made me think...
In two months you will be gone.
Forever.
It seems as though every time I find a gem,
it leaves me too soon.
So here is to you my one and only.
My prefect little zebra.
I love you.
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