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That Feeling Pt 2
It didn't happen quickly,
The fall.
Honestly, I didn't realize it was happening at all.
A few encounters here and there turned to seeing him every day
Turned to waking up to sleepy smiles and stolen kisses
And now I wouldn't want it any other way.
As time passes it gets harder and harder to rememeber how I felt before I met him.
It is harder each day to remember who I was then...
Tuesday 7th February 2017 8:05 pm
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