you

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you never believed when i told you your eyes sparkled, or your skin glistened like honey. you said that it was the description you could find of the main character of any romance novel.

you giggled and it was the prettiest sound i'd ever heard — you said that wasn't what you were.

and so with my eyes still glued to you, i said, "you are, of mine."

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