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I want to see your face under the moonlight,
I want to see you in the last rays of the sun,
I want to see you first thing in the morning,
When the rain pours and the snow falls.
I want to see you in your happiest moments and your saddest hours.
I want to see the way your face lights up when you talk about something you love,
I want to see the way you look at me when I turn away,
The face you make when you're concentrating or thinking.

I crave the simplicity of your raw human emotion and the bitter complexities of it.
Let me feel how you embrace those you love,
How you hold someone's hand or wipe away their tears.
Let me see everything that you are and everything that you want to be.