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I'm dreaming of us. driving in your car, windows open. it's early and I can smell the ocean, feel its breeze as we coast through the trees. the tips of your fingers tap along the wheel to the beat of the waves. back and forth. a symphony of sound. your eyes find mine and they're sparkling. it's at this point I know I'm done for. I don't know how you did it, but I'm yours.
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Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 12:22 AM UTC
heaven must be missing an angel
I'm dreaming of us. driving in your car, windows open. it's early and I can smell the ocean, feel its breeze as we coast through the trees. the tips of your fingers tap along the wheel to the beat of the waves. back and forth. a symphony of sound. your eyes find mine and they're sparkling. it's at this point I know I'm done for. I don't know how you did it, but I'm yours.
crush, relationship, love
hesitant-alien
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Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 12:22 AM UTC
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