L|it was just so... you

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nightfall.

one of your many endearments for me, and definitely the one i loved the most. everything you spoke, it was so wise and pure; just like every poetry book you've ever read. it were the times you began to ramble about another poem you read, your eyes holding all the excitement they brought you, in which i found myself mesmerized each time again.

every tone, every soft spoken word your mouth left, it was just so... you.

„nightfall, and sunrise.
the moon, and the sun.
you, and i.“

it was the one thing you said, that never left my mind after that.

„you were the most beautiful at night.“

whatever you meant with that, love.
i never bothered to ask, your tender giggle after you said it preventing me from doing so, and just kissing you softly.

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