fifteen.

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a night to remember.
I still remember the dress you wore that night.
The night we had our first kiss.
It was one of a kind, the most beautiful night ever.
There were constellations in the sky, the moon gleaming at its brightest, the weather was just the right amount of cold and warm.
and you, you were breathtaking.
the glow on your face, put the moonlight to shame.
we were smiling, laughing, dancing, staring at the sky.
at least you were, when I have the whole universe in front of me, why would I even bother to look at the sky?
there was an extravagant display of fireworks, when I decided to lean in.
I remember the look in your eyes, it still stands in front of me, in my sleep.
there was the brightest gleam in your eyes and you smiled.
that moment, I knew it.
I began to believe in all the fictional movies and fairy tales, this was love.
when our lips met, the fireworks could not compare to the sparks we felt.
it was a perfect might, and you were the perfect girl.
too bad, the sun came up and the night along with all its memories  disappeared into the light.

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