The first star pokes the edges of the sunlight as the beach waves lap at our toes. A warm breeze caresses my curls and twirls them into the vastness of the winds. His eyes dark as the water next to us. What is he thinking about? Just as the words begin to bubble from my lips he laughs nervously, "To be honest I don't know what to say." I smile at his comment. "Yeah me neither." "Then just say anything." He grins entwining our fingers. A laugh springs from my lips, "Well..."
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