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July 16, 2010
I love you. I love you. I love you.

Oh, I haven't met you, but I love you.

I love you because you read my words and imagine them something magical. I love you because you think I'm talented. I love you because you see my mistake--typos, grammatical errors--and you skim over them and forgive me. "That's OK," you tell yourself, "it's really more like she's writing a diary, anyway. It doesn't need to be perfect."

Thank you.

I love you because you will never met me, nor I you, and we will never learn each other's flaws.