isn't it funny how someone can turn you head over heels over him, without even knowing it?
how it feels so good when there's just the two of you,
talking about random things,
glancing secretly into each other's eyes?
how you can feel yourself falling, hard and fast, for a familiar stranger?
how, at that one single moment, you feel so unbelievably complete?
there's no other word to describe the present that we have.
there's no other word to describe him.
it's perfect.
he's perfect.
in this nothingness, we have everything.
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