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I've always had trouble sleeping, regardless of how busy my day was. I would simply lay in bed, staring at my ceiling with countless thoughts running in my head. Strange thing is, the thoughts used to be so bad, I would fear having them. Now, they're always about you. When I close my eyes, I see you. I see your face, I see your dazzling green eyes, staring back at me. I think it's safe to say, I don't mind having these thoughts. I don't mind one bit.
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC
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I've always had trouble sleeping, regardless of how busy my day was. I would simply lay in bed, staring at my ceiling with countless thoughts running in my head. Strange thing is, the thoughts used to be so bad, I would fear having them. Now, they're always about you. When I close my eyes, I see you. I see your face, I see your dazzling green eyes, staring back at me. I think it's safe to say, I don't mind having these thoughts. I don't mind one bit.
lamedanielle
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC
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