It's 0130.
My room is cold and Junior is happily sleeping.
Thinking of you makes me miss you.
Missing you turns the like to love.
Loving you.... still getting there.
Growing in me everyday.
Falling in love?
Definitely
But taking pace.
Love is beautiful.
We are learning to embrace it.
And for that
I am happy I have met you.
I want to make you smile
As much as you want to make me happy
Walk out the door
Take a deep breath
For you know
We breath the same air
See the same sky
I learn to feel you with me
Close my eyes
And look into yours
I smiled.
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