One, Love Letters because you’d write them from your heart.
Two, Flowers in Spring, because you’ve grown to be hopelessly romantic.
Three, Rabbits on the run, because of your silliness and your ability to adapt in foreign places, and your scattered thoughts about writing.
Four, When leaves fall in Autumn because you’re always looking at me like you’re falling in love and I’d look back…. the same way.
Five, the Summer wind because you’re breathing is subtle.
Six, iced coffee because you love it and that sweetness is everything you are.
Seven, sushi but not because you hate it. No no darling you take an acquired taste for someone to love you.
Eight, The moon as it hits the sea because your love is deeper than shallow waters that go up to my waist while you also become like the moon, pulling me closer and closer to a body of stars.
Nine, The night because you surround me with your thoughts.
Ten, The sun on a rainy day because you lay like a secret haze of feelings I want to delve into.
Eleven, A maze garden because you are a puzzle I wish to solve.
Twelve, a book because I’d want to read you and your intrinsic thoughts and views on life and because you love to read.
Thirteen, poetry because you always know the right things to say.
Fourteen, numbers because I like to count the days when I can one day see you again.
Fifteen, because this is your favorite number, I’d like to say the forest, because you’re something I’d like to get lost in.
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