Last year, my then boyfriend wrote a poem for me and cut each word out and then taped each word to a different little kid valentine (like the Winnie The Pooh and Toy Story).
He then hid them all over my apartment. I had to find them all, and then put them in order (he had numbered them also).
He also had another copy of the poem for me to keep. It was the sweetest, most romantic thing, and it didn’t cost a fortune.
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