❝i see you pass by every day at the same hour. it has become a habit of mine to wait for you; to see if i catch a glimpse of your skin. the hours fly by; my thoughts, full of intrigue, fly like butterflies fly in my stomach. and the days fly along with the thousands of opportunities i had to meet you. but i love the daily wait - so much. and it's funny because when you're a bit late, i get all anxious. but then i see you walk by once again and you look even more gorgeous than you did the day before. then i look at you and i find you more beautiful than before. i know that this is, in a way, weird but really, this is different than anything i've felt before. i've seen lights that i have never seen before; you've ignited thoughts which i have never thought of before. and yet, i love it.❞ all rights reserved 2014 © bradfcrd
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