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hours went by like seconds and we talked about almost anything. i've never been so comfortable in my life. i have a warm drink, my favorite slice of cake and you with me.

"so you sing?"

"yeah i guess, i don't do it that often anymore though."

"but you can?" i snickered. "sing for me then."

you looked at me doubtingly and shook your head. "uhm, no."

"please?"

"okay fine, but don't laugh at me."

you took a deep breath before closing your eyes. i watched you closely, seeing the perfect semblance of your aspect.

"you're so beautiful
i can't take my eyes off you
like a thorn on a flower
i know i'll get pricked but i want you
so beautiful, so beautiful
you're so pretty, so beautiful it makes me sad
too beautiful to handle."

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