this time i don't feel like i'm forcing.
nor do i feel like i'm pushing.
it's an equilibrium - which is what it should
be. it's moving,
and there's nothing else to say.
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i closed my eyes for a second when they were playing a nice song, and i was instantly with you, with the top down in a white car on country lanes, big blue skies above our heads, wind in our hair, picnic in the boot. you're everso beautiful.
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