Be With You
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I hadn't noticed the way he looked at me, untill today... I met his gaze, while he did his signature grin. Oh... How that simple grin sends butterflies to the pit of my stomach...
How does he put an impression on me, that makes my knees go weak? Can fairytales' come true? Or is it simply a myth...
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