I Love You

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Means I will stay loyal and faithful to you and only you. It means I care about you and your feelings. It means I will love you for you and I will love you for the decisions you chose to make. I will never try to change you. I will respect you for the person you choose to be. I will stand by through sickness and through health. It means I will ride and die for you. It means you fight, I fight. It means you die, I die. It means I accept you for who you are, and that I do not wish to change you into somebody else. It means I will love you and I will stand by you even through the worst times. It means loving you even when you're in a bad mood or to tired to do anything u want to do. It means even loving you when you're down, not just when you're fun to be around. It means I know your darkest secrets and do no judge you for them. It means sticking with you through thick and through thin. And hoping you feel the same way about me. Love: Arieuna K. Collins Always and Forever Mrs. Harrison

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