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"when?"

"whenever you want."

my heart pounded in my chest as i asked you this.

"will now be okay? i'm busy all week so today is my free day and i'm not sure if i will have something pop up and-"

"it's alright, and now would be just fine."

you smiled again. i loved it. i loved that i was the reason for that smile.

"follow me."

i took your hand and led you outside.

the rain poured down on us. the streets flooded.

"dance with me."

you listened.

we danced, and danced, and danced.

and everything was perfect.

your wet hair stuck to your forehead and your glasses were covered in rain.

the delicate water splashed under our feet and left us with wet shoes.

our laughs choruses through the empty streets and ricocheted off the sky.

i wanted to take a picture of this moment. i wanted to frame it. just in case anything we're to happen.

i wanted this spark to catch like wildfires.

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