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Emotions crease onto another, wrinkles in the heart—_broken_ But still in place; afterward I was stood up by the door of your heart's place—_at first_ Enthusiastic; red cheeks of a child blushing over cute callings. A blushing bride as it were; under the wedding vale with teary eyes. _I loved you still..._ Perfectly imperfect, your flaws are what drove me crazy. For no definition was in them, But they'd define a picture of your strength. Every kiss leaving wet yearning lips, shaking and scarred by our out of breaths. _I loved you plenty..._ As with the little I could give; money, fame, fortunes, & recognition from the public. Only am I recognised by demoiselles, next to you. For when we see what we could of had, we'd seek it more than it gave us first attention. _I loved you joyously..._ Beatitude; those warm fuzzies of being next to you—thinking about you, longing for you, waiting for you, crying for you, & praying for you. I loved you darling...as still as the time I must wait, plenty more than I can express. Joyously in all my endeavours. I could never stop myself, falling in love with you again, again, & again. I've fallen in love again.
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Jun 30, 2022
Jun 30, 2022 at 1:06 PM UTC
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Emotions crease onto another, wrinkles in the heart—_broken_ But still in place; afterward I was stood up by the door of your heart's place—_at first_ Enthusiastic; red cheeks of a child blushing over cute callings. A blushing bride as it were; under the wedding vale with teary eyes. _I loved you still..._ Perfectly imperfect, your flaws are what drove me crazy. For no definition was in them, But they'd define a picture of your strength. Every kiss leaving wet yearning lips, shaking and scarred by our out of breaths. _I loved you plenty..._ As with the little I could give; money, fame, fortunes, & recognition from the public. Only am I recognised by demoiselles, next to you. For when we see what we could of had, we'd seek it more than it gave us first attention. _I loved you joyously..._ Beatitude; those warm fuzzies of being next to you—thinking about you, longing for you, waiting for you, crying for you, & praying for you. I loved you darling...as still as the time I must wait, plenty more than I can express. Joyously in all my endeavours. I could never stop myself, falling in love with you again, again, & again. I've fallen in love again.
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27/M/Zimbabwe
Jun 30, 2022
Jun 30, 2022 at 1:06 PM UTC
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