The best days were when he drove home with her. She sat on the passengers side, tapping into his mind and soul. She was like the galaxy, and her eyes looked like outer space. She would stare into his mind whenever she got bored of her own. When she needs to escape reality, she goes into his daydreams. She was like the universe. She didn't show it, but she truly was. Her kiss was the color of a constellation falling into place. The puzzles she would be put through added certain features to her, one of which being looking into his thoughts. He wanted to earth to stop spinning, he wanted to get out with her.
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