I love you the way people love Friday nights, when they feel free from their duties with maybe a beer or wine in their hand just enjoying the peaceful night. I love you the way everyone loves Sunday mornings with its brightest sun and cool breeze. The way people love ice cream on a hot summer day under the shade of the most beautiful tree. I'm in love with your smile the way you love watching the sunset right by the seashore. I love you the way children love candy at any time of the day. The way old people love enjoying a days evening sitting by their porch and just watching the world go on. I love you the way girls love having a girls night out with their closest friends, the ones who make everything seem perfect. The way everyone loves the smell of rain on the hot sidewalk. I love you the way a smoker loves their nicotine; the way they inhale it, warming their body from the cold already anticipating their next. I love you the way a coffee addict loves the smell of the coffee beans in a aisle of a store. I love you just like that, the way we all love popping bubble wrap. Just the way people love fireworks and the joy they bring. I love you the way everyone loves that first small cold breeze announcing the beginning of fall. I love you just like that, the way everyone loves something or someone because it brings so much joy to them.
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Short Storyto whoever identifies themselves with the character of each "story", but most importantly to the person behind each thought. I don't consider myself a writer nor do I believe to be one, my mind just runs wildly imagining stories of people I haven't...
