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He lives far away, but it's like he is with me all the time. Italy and Ireland, but never here...never near. I know he is coming here, but I do not know when I love him, though I cannot say the words. He loves me, for he says so all the time. He will not lie to me and would do anything for me. Yes, he is real. No, he is not perfect. But I love him none-the-less. He will protect me, and all those I love. We have a conection stronger than most. Some would say we are soul-mates, and I would agree. My whole self, can think and feel nothing else. I long for others to know the kind of love we share. He is only a part of my life, but he is a large part. No one could replace him, past, present, or future. He loves me. I love him. We are in love
