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...when he turns the wrong direction down a one way street and your heart stands still ...that freshly bathed and laundered aroma that swirls around your brain, intoxicatingly clean with a hint of nature, unblemished by cologne ...effortless introductions, accompanied by full grins and glimmering eyes ...stumbling upon the perfect harmony to the melody of his chuckle ...the vertical space between hearts measuring at over a foot while the horizontal space from strong, broad shoulders to delicate freckles rests at less than 3 inches ...a first hug exchanged, gentle and cautious, yet still leaving a burning fire where skin met skin ...this
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Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 3:15 AM UTC
Falling feels like...
...when he turns the wrong direction down a one way street and your heart stands still ...that freshly bathed and laundered aroma that swirls around your brain, intoxicatingly clean with a hint of nature, unblemished by cologne ...effortless introductions, accompanied by full grins and glimmering eyes ...stumbling upon the perfect harmony to the melody of his chuckle ...the vertical space between hearts measuring at over a foot while the horizontal space from strong, broad shoulders to delicate freckles rests at less than 3 inches ...a first hug exchanged, gentle and cautious, yet still leaving a burning fire where skin met skin ...this
alaina-michelle
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Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 3:15 AM UTC
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