His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him.
Tahereh Mafi
I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.
need metaphor beautiful ya couples kiss
compassion beautiful heartwarming
I'm wearing dead cotton on my limbs and a blush of roses on my face.
beautiful ya
My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.I lock away the things that do not serve me.
beautiful simile
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