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She let out a sweet-sounding hum as she made her way out of my grasp. I woke up slightly early to just watch Eliza. Her presence was relaxing and realistic; her hair was raven-like and was the curliest I had ever seen, and her posture was the exact opposite it was straight and sharp, her eyes reflected the sun's natural glow and her lips were gorgeous and plump. She didn't notice me looking at her however if she did it would have been a very truthful conversation. A few minutes had gone by and she still hadn't noticed my eye's watching the dazed expression on her beautiful face, so I decided to let out a slight groan as if I had just woken up. Within a few seconds, her eyes darted toward mine.

"Hey. You okay?" I asked trying to mask the worry written on my face.

She paused, before proceeding to say, "I'm okay, better now I have a close friend here." I felt a slight pin of annoyance prick me at that exact second. 'Close friend' was that all I was to her? Just a friend. Before I had the chance to respond, she let out a light chuckle and I felt my face grow with confusion. I went to ask why, but before I could she shuffled in close to me and placed her hand on my hair. It felt so good, almost like her hands were made out of pure gold. I couldn't take it anymore, her hot breath on my face or her beautiful periwinkle-colored eyes aligning with the snow outside perfectly. I wrapped my arms around her face and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Her taste danced on my tongue, it reminded me of freshly picked coconuts from the market. After our short yet forever-lasting kiss, we just stared at each other. I took a minute to fully study her face, she looked as if she was about to break down so before she could, I pulled her into my chest and wrapped my arms around her. After a few minutes, we both fell into a deep sleep. Much like the sun resting after a long day of shining and the moon resting after a long day of reflecting the sun's light and warmth.

The things I'd do for it to just be the sun and moon...

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