How do I describe Miki?
Well... Lets start with
BUHANAN!
Ok, well she’s as
Beautiful as the sunset,
funny as Demetri Martin,
and my Wifee.
We might not always
See eye to eye,
But we always love each other.
She’s there for me, and
I’m there for her.
Three hewer long phone calls.
Tears, hugs, screams, and
'I’m sorry''s.
My Wifee.
That’s how you describe Miki.
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