Why do thoughts betray me so often. I convinced myself no, Sydney you can't love his smile, or when he puts your arms around you. You can't live for when you have little conversation. You can't love his eyes and the way he laughs. You can't laugh when he jokes with you. You will only end up getting your heart broken. But then my thoughts stray back to his gleaming eyes that sparkle with his smile and his whole hearted laugh and the way he hugs me and his humor. Then I fall in love with him all over again.
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The Wind Took Her
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