i. seedlings yet to sprout

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of all the romantic pieces you've written, the way you love me remains my favorite. we started when we planted a single seed; months passed by and you wrote more and more about your fantasies of romance revolving around the universe. when the right timing came, you laid your head atop mine as we witnessed its germination obliviously peeping to the outside world. i sighed in relief; after all this time, the way you love me still remains my favorite.

𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺

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