a feeling that i get when he smiles or laughs. seeing it makes my legs feel weak and hearing it over the phone is like a lullaby being sung. it's like seeing the flowers from a cherry blossom tree scattered across the lifeless pavement bringing in a vibrant colour into a world of grey.
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romantic poetry
Poetrynot really about romantic poetry, just shitty poems from a shitty poet.
