𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄.

𝐯𝐢 / 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬.

—
date night.
the stars seemed more beautiful.
the moon shined brighter.
he said " you look beautiful tonight. "
& the city lights blinged brighter.
when arrived, we sat by the window.
where the city freely spoke & had all attention from us.
we ate & talked.
learning all the in-common we shared.
the satisfaction was too much to bear.
there smiled the perfect man for me, for anybody, and out of anybody he chose me.
the night of the date was amazing,
hopefully the ride home was just as that.
at the door when sending goodbyes,
a kiss was unwrapped.
fireworks set off in my head, growing weak but keeping composure.
" shall we do this again, santasia? "
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[ song for this chapter : love on top - beyonce ]