TO THE BEAUTIFUL YOU
Through the cold night of my quest, i came underneath your warmth of love. The beauty that greeted me when you smiled back was like none other. In your eyes, i could almost see the ceiling of the heavens flying towards me in full bliss. My heart sunk in it's overflowing joy. I knew had found that which i sought right there and then. Just in time, the wind whispered something to my conscience. Think it was to hold on tight, never to let go of you. This is to the beautiful you, a quick reminisce of the days before the day before us.
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