Sometimes I feel as if you are my other half. Like you're the Ron to my Hermione, the ham to my cheese, the ying to my yang. And its the reason your hand seems to fit perfectly in mine, why you are the best big spoon, why I can't imagine feeling the warmth of anyone else beside me.
And then theres times like this when I feel like you don't understand me at all.
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