picnic

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he sat by my side in the wetness of the grass.

"you look beautiful." i blushed.

i didn't know what to say back. i couldn't say anything back. he took away my breath and gripped my neck with his beauty. ultimately i was stunned. i found my place with him, the one who holds my heart.

he pulled out a sandwich from the basket and handed it to me,
"thank you for coming to my picnic."

i smiled, "anything to be with you."

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