i dream of you.
think of all things we could do together.
i could pick flowers and put them in your beautiful brown hair.
we could go to art museums so i could tell you that you're the most beautiful piece in the room.
i could kiss you at 11:11 to show you how it could not get any luckier than this.
i could get lost in your deep brown eyes.
we could be together.
i say this because i know it's true.
but nothing could make me fall more in love with you.
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