lost ; frerard

lost ; frerard

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It's very easy to get lost around him. In his eyes, his words, his drawings, his scent. I like to describe it as coffee and sleep. Ironic considering those are two things that don't mix. But it suits him. The messy, unkept look to him. It's hard not to get lost in his beauty, his raw talent or his majestic voice. But I can't fall in love with him. Oh no, I can't. My mom would hate me. Let me explain myself.
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