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Oct 2018
There's something more to affection,
far deeper than the butterflies.
There's something other than a feeling
that makes up what we call love.
There's a sense of reality,
far heavier than beauty,
a sense of truth,
far more profound than romance,
a sense of belonging,
far more intricate than just a feeling.
And you know you're made for each other
when your eyes meet,
and there's a glistening of reality,
a truth connecting your glance,
yet in that look, you are assured
you're meant to be.
I wish I could be there, then maybe we would look at each other like this, then maybe—maybe we could be together, because no one else seems to fit
Gabriel Bonney
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Gabriel Bonney  17/M/Indiana
(17/M/Indiana)   
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