i love you.
yeah, you,
the one with the
pretty eyes.
oh wait,
there’s so many
with the pretty eyes!
what about the one
with the beautiful hair?
oh, there’s a lot of them!
all of your hairstyles,
so different,
yet so perfect!
okay, this’ll narrow it down:
the biggest sweetheart:
the one with
the heart of gold.
they say that
only the most special people
have the golden hearts.
wait what?
all of them are gold!
every single one
has that gold heart
they all talked about!
they must all be amazing.
how can i tell
all of these people
that i love them?
or do they figure that out
on their own?
maybe, they don’t need me
to tell them
how amazing they are,
because they have the gold hearts.
you only get the gold heart
when you do good things.
they must’ve done the good things
and they probably know
that they’re loved…
but i’ll say it anyway:
i love you, gold-hearted ones.
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