That One Person

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And once, we had stood outside, as the snow melted on our rosy cheeks. As he looked at me, all I could remember was the day he asked me to marry him. Each time I replay that day, my stomach fills with butterflies and I fall in love with him all over again.

His smile was so big, it caused a beautiful dent within his right cheek.
His eyes made me think of a stream of chocolate flowing down to dream land. Where everything felt right again.
His lips were soft to the touch, each kiss were meant to be cherished as much as possible. Each kiss was better than the last, as more feelings were poured into each one.

We lived in a beautiful bliss filled world. Where no one existed but us. Just us.

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