There's something calming when you gaze at the moon and stars at night. It's like you want to connect all the speckled dots at the vast sky and create your own constellation. And you forget to breathe for a while because you're deeply moved by its beauty. That's how I feel whenever I look at you.
You take my breath away, but I stare anyway.
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Thoughts Left Unsaid
Poetry. ✈ • un·said (ˌənˈsed/) - тнoυgнт вυт noт мenтιoned oυт loυd or dιѕcυѕѕed - noт eхpreѕѕe...
