quarta-feira, 12 de fevereiro de 2014

He was so charming that i didn't even dare to touch him, gazing into his eyes was an act of rebellion of my poor soul, so i prefered to stare at the distance instead. For when he touched me, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak, I felt my heart skipping a beat, I've never felt more alive than this before.


I'm shy because i don't deserve you, i'm nervous because I am a fool, so forgive me if it does not show, but i do want you.

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