dusk arrives
She calls twice a day now. Sometimes, when she does forget (rarely) or when she's super busy (a lot of the time), he calls.
Three times a day.
And she loves it.
But she wishes that they didn't have to call at all. That they could just walk five minutes and meet halfway.
How deep are those blue eyes again? How much taller is he exactly?
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In the Art of Falling
Romance"I got your message," he says. She nods, falling into those eyes. Those eyes... "You came back." "Yeah, I did," she whispers, "And I'm not leaving." When they kiss, everyone else can't help but look on and wish they had what they have. The song lyri...
