One day.
One day, everything will change. One day I will be happy again. The little girl running trough the fields, flowers in her hair, laughing. She sees everything in the sky, eventhough the isn't a thing. The perspection, she knows what it is. She knows who she sees. She sees the most beautiful guy of the whole universe. And one day, she knows who this guy is, 'cause she's the only one who sees him.
The love is which I fear my love. The love will tear me apart, because I'm not ready yet. Love will tear us apart., because you aren't ready for it too. I want to love you, I want to hold you tight. I want to feel your skin against mine, your hands trough my hair, your lips on my lips and your breath which is irregular. Irregular, because you know you want everything of it, just like me, but afraid to be hurt like hell.
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