you never miss a thing but you missed me there.
Would you consider that a conversation? The few words that were exchanged, a conversation or just batter? A quick smile brightens my day. Was that smile directed at me?
I remember the first time we met. My heart started beating fast and my hands started shaking. My breathing became hard as you began to speak. I am the breeze that flies you to foreign places, I am the sun that warms your feet. Reach for the stars and I'll hold you upon my shoulders till you touch the top. Greed for your love.
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