I sit by the shore, the gentle waves lapping against my feet. You come over and sit beside me, staring at the beautiful evening sky. Your hair is flowing gently in the breeze and I rest my head on your shoulder, and your head rests on mine. 'Is this what it's like, to be in love??' I think.... maybe, just maybe
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PoetrySo buckle up peeps, you're going for a ride!! You don't wanna hear me rant, then don't get on my roller coaster please. Thanks.