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he's so unsure in the most self assured way he has eyes like the sea before a storm a combination of        blue                              and                   green         so remarkable that you want nothing but to have them look into yours the very same way and his laugh is a sound that should be boxed up and put away to be accessed at a moments notice to be cherished --always every single time it stumbles out of his diaphragm his face is familiar in the way of a childhood comfort that you never want to un-see a mix of joy and nostalgia that you want to relive everyday he has a way about him like he could break at one crooked word yet he's strong enough to carry the whole world around on his shoulders he's unerasable but you wouldn't even want to erase him if you had the chance --he's perfect he'd carry around all your burdens with you and bottle up your laughs and document every three A.M. conversation you constantly just want to be with him because that's where you're okay and you want to tell him you want him to know but he probably wouldn't want that and in all likelihood he would disappear and that would be like trying to breathe under             water   - l. m.
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
Him.
he's so unsure in the most self assured way he has eyes like the sea before a storm a combination of        blue                              and                   green         so remarkable that you want nothing but to have them look into yours the very same way and his laugh is a sound that should be boxed up and put away to be accessed at a moments notice to be cherished --always every single time it stumbles out of his diaphragm his face is familiar in the way of a childhood comfort that you never want to un-see a mix of joy and nostalgia that you want to relive everyday he has a way about him like he could break at one crooked word yet he's strong enough to carry the whole world around on his shoulders he's unerasable but you wouldn't even want to erase him if you had the chance --he's perfect he'd carry around all your burdens with you and bottle up your laughs and document every three A.M. conversation you constantly just want to be with him because that's where you're okay and you want to tell him you want him to know but he probably wouldn't want that and in all likelihood he would disappear and that would be like trying to breathe under             water   - l. m.
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
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