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Sitting on that pier with you on my left,

My legs dangling just inches over the icy water,

With your right arm around me.

You played with my hair.

I smiled to myself,

Slowly falling in love with 

How your fingers rolled around little strands of my hair.

'What are you thinking?'

You asked tilting your head towards me,

I had your complete attention,

I was thinking about how I felt beyond euphoric

In that moment,

How I wanted to hold on to you forever,

But my tongue slipped,

'I love you."

It said,

When I hadn't even planned on it,

You just looked at me for a moment,

'I love you too.'

Now, that I remember it ,

After all this time

I realize there was a hint of panic in your eyes. 

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