The Chronicles Of Loving You.

You are the first thing that comes to my mind when I wake up in the morning. I can't stop loving you, how can someone be this beautiful. I want to be with you until the day I die, I could never be mad at you. Your smile makes me weak and you always blush when our lips are so close that we can hear each other's breaths. When I kiss you, I swear to God that I can hear your heart against my mouth, beating to the rhythm of love. You are my home, I only ever feel safe when I am in your arms.     (Will this ever stop being a dream?)


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