Weekends With(out) You

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Have you ever heard that freckles are kisses from angels?...

I can't believe that I have an angel of my very own.

He loves me and I love him too.

He is an angel with the kisses of his own kind scattered, adorning his golden face.

The future looks so bright with him.

The weekends are the best.

I look forward to being with him...

being in his presence.

Friday nights are just the beginning of amazing days.

Saturdays are the days that I wait for all week.

Sundays are the sad days- the day I won't see him for four days.

Everytime I'm around him deep down I am happy.

I swear I can see his halo and wings at times I look at him.

He is so captivating: mesmerizing.

His freckles are so adorable, they make me want to caress his face.

His eyelashes are long and voluminous they compliment his big brown eyes.

I love the shape and feel of his body; It is so welcoming.

Along with his freckles, lashes, and body I adore his hugs.

Even if I'm angry with him his cologne pulls me back to him.

Only if he could stay with me just a little bit longer.

I'd love for you to stay with me...

I just want to hold you.

I love you Joshua.

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