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Sometimes, when I look at her, I find it so hard to breathe. Like she takes the breath away from me and keeps it for herself. And I wonder if it's in the same place she'd keep my heart.
Just a thought of her makes me smile. I could spend every night listening to her voice, that soft whispering voice. I think she is my new favorite song.
She asks me questions that make me blush and I jump at the chance to answer them to make her do the same. Nothing seems to shock her or make her nervous, not even the thought of me.
She asked if I believe in fairytales and angels, and if I've ever prayed when I didn't need to. I do now. She could be my new religion.
I want to be with her. In her arms, so close, searching for her every thought through her eyes. I want to feel safe. And I just want her to feel.
Just a thought of her makes me smile. I could spend every night listening to her voice, that soft whispering voice. I think she is my new favorite song.
She asks me questions that make me blush and I jump at the chance to answer them to make her do the same. Nothing seems to shock her or make her nervous, not even the thought of me.
She asked if I believe in fairytales and angels, and if I've ever prayed when I didn't need to. I do now. She could be my new religion.
I want to be with her. In her arms, so close, searching for her every thought through her eyes. I want to feel safe. And I just want her to feel.
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inspiration came from the girl i was speaking of and a quote from
"She asked if I believe in fairytales and angels, and if I've ever prayed when I didn't need to."
inspiration came from the girl i was speaking of and a quote from
"She asked if I believe in fairytales and angels, and if I've ever prayed when I didn't need to."
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Ah! so good. so. good. And I can relate. I'm gettin' over it, though.
Sometimes, when I look at her, I find it so hard to breathe. Like she takes the breath away from me and keeps it for herself. And I wonder if it's in the same place she'd keep my heart.
Sometimes, when I look at her, I find it so hard to breathe. Like she takes the breath away from me and keeps it for herself. And I wonder if it's in the same place she'd keep my heart.