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I am sitting here gazing at the rose you gave me and the more I look at it the more it reminds me of you. Not only because you gave it to me, but because it is small and delicite just like you. And just like our relationship it is mearly a bud begining to grow. Needing to be loved and yearning for the warm sunshine that your smile can bring. You see, even though I am already loved by someone, thinking that someday I may also be loved by you brings great joy to me. Everytime I see your beautiul smile it warms my soul like the sun does on a cold October day. It's pettles remind me of your lips, pink and soft to the touch. The lips that I desperatly wish to caress with my own. Hopefully someday soon I can make you mine and give you love and sunshine just as I did the rose. |
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