A Gift

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Your P.O.V
Millions of butterfly's flying high and low. My jaw drops, in shock of the wonder that Kid had brought me to. I step off of Beelzebub, with my eyes locked on the sight.
" what do you think?" said kid chucking.
" it's -i--its... Amazing" I exclaim looking at Kid with my jaw still dropped

The colours are overwhelming blues, Reds, pinks,yellows, Like a moving kaleidoscope. It is so beautiful, that tears fill my eyes. The silence is defining, like a silent movie, but Technicolor.
I turn and face him wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulls me closer by the waist, and plants his soft, warm lips on mine. The kiss lasts as long as the perfect kiss. It tastes like the perfect kiss.

As you break apart my lips curl into a smile.
" Thank you for creating a memory for us " I say leaning my forehead against his.
Kid looks into my (E/C) eyes,
" and I'm looking forward to creating all of our memories together. All I want to do is create memories with you."

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