when you fall i'll say, "dream of me."

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"we'd fall in love.

slow, slow, slowly and i'd bask in the weight of her head in my lap, play with her hair, her ears, kiss her face. the sound of her laughter filling my own ears.

making me smile dumbly, telling her to hush while i'd brush at her face and traced all those god crafted features of hers with a fuzz ball at the tip of a pen.

spend too many hours together.

falling for one another.

indulge in each other, laying in bed or sleeping.

never sleeping.

lying awake and holding each other warmly under the sheets.

and i'd have all the time in the world to watch her lay there, my own lips gracing her cheeks and eyelids, never bothered by the infatuated gaze of the ocean that would follow me.

carefully touching at her dirty blonde hair and her sides, could feel the heat seeping into my hands, sighing quietly.

the phantom sting in my limbs from the times she'd kick and shove at me in the night

fall asleep to the melody of each others breaths and heart beats and simply drift off together, over cotton candy pink clouds, so so delicately. "

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