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It was late June in the south. Bon fire at the lake. There was even fire flies lingering nearby. And like magic that's when it happened. That's when I saw you. Seeing you under the stars' light. Beside the fires glow. I knew right then I wanted to know what your love felt like. As I look you over, my god, my heart was instantly stolen. I could see that you were really smart. Beautiful, like a world class piece of art. I could see the light behind the green of your eyes, and it didnt even matter that we were in the dark. I wanted to ask you all night... Do you know how pretty you are? I wondered if you'd let me be apart of your world. If I was even your type? I kept finding myself drawn to your lips. As I thought to myself, those have got to taste like candy. I just wanted to tell you all night just how pretty I thought you were. You're the only one I saw that night. I thought to myself, I will find a reason tonight... Feel it all despite, The fact I might not be your type. But despite all that, I had to let you know how beautiful I thought you were.
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May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
Remember when we first met
It was late June in the south. Bon fire at the lake. There was even fire flies lingering nearby. And like magic that's when it happened. That's when I saw you. Seeing you under the stars' light. Beside the fires glow. I knew right then I wanted to know what your love felt like. As I look you over, my god, my heart was instantly stolen. I could see that you were really smart. Beautiful, like a world class piece of art. I could see the light behind the green of your eyes, and it didnt even matter that we were in the dark. I wanted to ask you all night... Do you know how pretty you are? I wondered if you'd let me be apart of your world. If I was even your type? I kept finding myself drawn to your lips. As I thought to myself, those have got to taste like candy. I just wanted to tell you all night just how pretty I thought you were. You're the only one I saw that night. I thought to myself, I will find a reason tonight... Feel it all despite, The fact I might not be your type. But despite all that, I had to let you know how beautiful I thought you were.
Love you Chelsey
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May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
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