For some reason, I need to write about you. Need to tell others about your sweet embrace, about the kindness in your voice. And how come, didn't you kiss me under that tree, in that night? It was such a beautiful night; shining stars and a dazzling blue moon, wich was going down so quickly... How could I be afraid of your touch, once you showed me your honesty in those simple acts and words...? I should've trusted from the beggining, when you just held my hand and looked right into my eyes, so different from the others...
And when our faces got closer enough, and I could felt your breath and heartbeats, that wonderful moon disappeared, and also, I've woken up. Damn.
- J.
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