His nature was of the sea. His words and the way they were said was of the current. His smile always with such happiness that I could never fathom but to smile too. He is always a man of words within him he could talk for miles. But I am a shy and foolish girl wading in deep water wondering if he would ever talk to me. I’ve seen your dirty. Don’t do this to me. Don’t kill yourself over this. We’ll make it together. If we cannot, I’ll love you. I’ll love you. I love you.
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