the words took me in and wrapped me in excitement when they danced into my ears. spoken from a deep voice like the true lover. He was beautiful when he loved. smiles were sincere and full, eyes watched open and waiting for me. He could have any face and it'd be beautiful with that look in it.
It was who he wanted to be, the lover, the fighter, the saviour. dreaming of becoming that person for me. His voice fell with realization of who he was with time. Could he believe in it anymore? Dreams were what made me run after him. I loved who he was and who he could be. don't turn me away.
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