Dear Lover,
It takes me an hour and a half to order a sandwich.
And I'll usually ask for the toppings on the side.
Because I want it the way I want it.
And if it doesn't work out.
I'll get a crinkle above my nose.
But won't be able to hold a grudge.
Because it'll be so easy to make me laugh.
Love,
Me.
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