♥ ..and as I closed my tired eyes he let one swift exhale escape between us, then perpetuated with his heavy breathing. I continued to feel those little zephyrs he'd make on my shoulder. It was always silent now - made me more appreciative of the moment in its comely entirety. If it rained I wasn't aware. Sometimes, and strangely, I'd feel nauseous
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what's that from or did you write it you clever bean?
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