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When I walk towards the door, will you miss me? The 60 seconds spent walking from the embrace of your smile and eyes may seem a minute to a passerby, but to me it seems a year. I think of how your eyes placed my eyes into a state that only my heart can explain. As I grab the handle to pull open the door, will you stop me? After releasing the handle, I turn around to place my eyes upon your eyes once more. The kiss we then share is filled with more emotions than one can fathom, making it the most unforgettable kiss I'll ever have, in my life.. One day.
Copyright © Shan Watson | Year Posted 2016
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