My sun
Without the sun we would die. Life wouldn't function. Its common sense. Nothing on earth would survive if the sun wasn't there. Well he was my sun. I cant function without him. He was my light, my energy, my warmth. He was my everything. He was the most perfect being in this universe. He had flaws, but that was perfectly fine. His imperfection made him perfect. His eyes, his smile, his presence, all made me function. He wasn't the smartest but neither was I. He wasn't te strongest but neither was I. He was perfect in every which way. He was him, my sun, my reason of functioning properly, my life.
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