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Years,Days,Hours,Minutes and Seconds pass by. Finally! the time comes, we're going to meet. i have waited for this day to come. I'm here. leaving the house. i can see you. your eyes. is it true? or i'm just dreaming.. the love of my life is finally here. in front of me. i'm so happy! there is a butterfly inside my stomach.. i can't help it, i wanna cry your hands that fits mine your smile your eyes, is my light as you hugged me, it's like heaven the fear and sadness has blown away
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 8:35 AM UTC
Baby Our hands fit pefectly
Years,Days,Hours,Minutes and Seconds pass by. Finally! the time comes, we're going to meet. i have waited for this day to come. I'm here. leaving the house. i can see you. your eyes. is it true? or i'm just dreaming.. the love of my life is finally here. in front of me. i'm so happy! there is a butterfly inside my stomach.. i can't help it, i wanna cry your hands that fits mine your smile your eyes, is my light as you hugged me, it's like heaven the fear and sadness has blown away
By: Fairy Sparks
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 8:35 AM UTC
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