Like is a joy, together is a beauty intoxication. There is no distinction between age and difference, just like two naughty urchins.
Do you still remember? I still remember the scene at home when you and I were playing together in bed, you were like a naughty kitten, dodging around my body, and finally I caught you, you meekly clung to me, lying in my arms was so moving and beautiful.
From that moment, my original closed heart was opened by you, you were like a naughty deer jumping into my heart, that moment the door of my heart opened for you, your fresh and wonderful at once sucked into my heart, my world at once you have, then you are my inseparable part, like my whole spirit and soul are occupied by you.
Since I had you, I was as beautiful as you, as young as you are, and at that time you and I could not distinguish anything at all? Just like two childhood friends in love, stepping into the beautiful river of love, so beautiful and happy. The first time I saw you, I wanted to see you, as if the whole spirit is owned by you, all my everything is left and right by you, even the hands and feet will be inseparable, so helpless to think, to love.
Love is like a suction stone, always sucking each other in. The first thing you need to do is to leave for a while and think about it, as if your soul was taken away from you, as if you're hung up on it. I can't see the lost soul, I see the love. Like the eyes often contain tears, remembering each other.
That is a difficult separation, like being mercilessly separated, that kind of heartache thought. That kind of scenario no one wants to have, but who can be sure, when there will be torn heart and lungs, want to cross are impossible.
The actual love is like a catalyst, always catalyzing me, at that moment my body is like your catalyst, that catalyzes me with the ingredients of love, I am like an indispensable part of your body, that heart like water love.
It's a torment and a pain to keep the distance of love at hand, at the side and in front of you. The eyes saw, the heart thought, is afraid to approach, that is a kind of torment and pain, you feel it? Just like seeing a wall blocking, but still can smell each other's fragrance, is looking at each other, but also can not rush over, by that wall blocking, what is that kind of taste? Love is tormenting, is also painful, but also want to see but can not feel the feeling.
It is a kind of as if it is not? The actual fact is that it is a kind of intoxicating temptation inspired touch? It is a kind of fresh illusion? Or the realistic version of helplessness. I can't tell you the reason for loving you, what a new feeling it is, like the beauty of the upgrade in the step up, I was locked in the most beautiful energy.
The actual fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a few of these.
You are the only one that I have locked.
You are a cloud that I can not leave, is a drop of dew into my heart, so white floating, flawless. Crystal clear dazzling beauty splendid.
That moment, that glance, that glance back are deeply imprinted in the heart, a lifetime can not be forgotten.
Just like holding a drop of dew, never let go of the mouth.
There is no reason to love you.
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