it was some days ago that i looked into your eyes and found the meaning that i have been searching for.
the soft scent of your hair weaving its way into my conciousness.
i never thought completeness can come so gently yet fully such as this. speechless ecstacy. silent raptures...
you kissed me on the cheeks. i think i blushed. it was a good thing nobody saw us.
it is funny how realization comes again and again, each time more intense, each time more gripping.
in those moments when we can actually pretend that the rest of the world is a million miles away...
it seems that i have found what being complete means...
only when i am with you.
the soft scent of your hair weaving its way into my conciousness.
i never thought completeness can come so gently yet fully such as this. speechless ecstacy. silent raptures...
you kissed me on the cheeks. i think i blushed. it was a good thing nobody saw us.
it is funny how realization comes again and again, each time more intense, each time more gripping.
in those moments when we can actually pretend that the rest of the world is a million miles away...
it seems that i have found what being complete means...
only when i am with you.
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