It seems like our relationship is held together by a pinky promise . . .Silly as it may sound, what could possibly be better? A pinky promise represents an innocent playground promise that we used ages ago when we were still poppin wheelies on our ten speed bikes and licking up the melted pop-cicle juice as it dripped down to our elbows on those long summer days . . .
And what a more pure and innocent way to promise things to each other than with a simple pinky promise?
The way we love each other is completely simple:
i love him , and he loves me.
-no ifs, ands, or buts.
So until the day someone proves that our elementary school style promises are invalid, Melvin, I pinky promise :-)
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