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Jul 2015
There's just something,
something about being around you,
something that's unmatched,
something that I love.

I hear your voice and butterflies
they fill the very center of my body
and spread to their limits.
Its like laying down on the pavement
after a long summer day,
or going to bed with a fresh sunburn,
But I love it, I love you.

The way you smell is unforgettable.
One slight breeze gently pushing your hair from your shoulders before gently laying it back down just barely entangled at the ends but enough for me to notice.
One slight breeze engulfing me with how you smell.
It's not even the smell of any particular thing,
It's the smell of every memory I have with you and every breathtaking moment of holding you so tight in my arms.
The smell of happiness.

I miss you.
Michael Ream
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