Total stranger you are to me yet our worlds are starting to be one. Thought of you makes me giggle from bright morning to gloomy midnight.
And the stars. Twinkling gracefully as they form newly discovered constellation in my own eyes. Your face. Your smile.
Would I walk with you in the shoreline under the moonlight? Yes, in my best dress, i would. Until we're grey and old.
Your secret smile, the way you intentionally cough before you start talking. I have loved those.
And the way you make me feel everytime i hear your name. It's different.
You are different, my love.
Nov 7, 2016
Nov 7, 2016 at 9:10 AM UTC
Total stranger you are to me yet our worlds are starting to be one. Thought of you makes me giggle from bright morning to gloomy midnight.
And the stars. Twinkling gracefully as they form newly discovered constellation in my own eyes. Your face. Your smile.
Would I walk with you in the shoreline under the moonlight? Yes, in my best dress, i would. Until we're grey and old.
Your secret smile, the way you intentionally cough before you start talking. I have loved those.
And the way you make me feel everytime i hear your name. It's different.
You are different, my love.
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