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Feb 2014
I want to hold her hand as we walk through the park.
Sit under a tree in the summertime, and watch the clouds forming figures,
trying to see what the other one sees.
Go to my rooftop pool at night, and gaze at the stars.
Lay in bed with her, facing each other, and just lose myself in her bright, blue eyes, holding her near me so she never leaves my side.
Wake up before she does, with the first rays of sun shining through a slim opening on my courtain,
illuminating her as I admire her natural, god given beauty as pure as it is.

I just want to hear her, sweet, warm yet shy voice say "I love you.".
Krusty Aranda
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