we met at the edge of the world
where no one else could find us.
i held his hand in mine
as we stared right into the sun.
blinding as it was,
it could never be as bright
as the smiles on our faces.
he touched me ever so softly
and i withered like a rose.
i am weak when it comes to him
and it terrifies the hell out of me.
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