Sabriah
From the moment I laid my eyes on you. My heart couldn't beat. It suffocated from the lack of oxygen my brain could endorse. Chocolate and fragile. Afraid of holding onto something so earmarked. Blameless to the world, that love couldn't even start to embody how I felt and continue to feel. You are my fire to hold on. From the moment you lied eyes on me, you could see uncertainty, lack of knowledge. You held onto my finger and looked into my eyes with your captivating pupils. That moment our souls were as one.
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