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I look at you and realize that you’re already looking at me, smiling widely and begging me to look at you a little more, a little forever.

I know how you so desperately want to prove that forevers do exist. I also know that one wrong step could ruin everything and the idea of forever will remain just what it is, an idea.

But only if you smile the same way as the first day and love the same way as always, forever becomes not the days to come but the moments we had together.

Too difficult to relive again and much harder to forget in days of distress.


words for the day

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