i remember when
we used to dance at midnight to obscure gypsy folk
we used to laugh and smile and hold hands as we drank earl grey
we used to talk and talk until there was nothing left to say and we sat in dreamy silence
we'd read each other stories
we'd get lost in a world of kisses
sometimes, it all feels so distant and far away that i wonder if i
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