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walking along the beach with her during sunset. it’s a little cold, the wind from the ocean is making our hair blow everywhere but she’s still the most beautiful girl ive ever seen. our fingers are intertwined and the ocean swallows our feet for a couple seconds before retreating, and we keep walking. i pick up a shell, hand it to her.. she’s never been to the beach. she didn’t know what the ocean felt like before today, but now she knows and she’s just about as in love with the ocean as i am with her soul. the salt in the air makes my hair curl, and i can only imagine what it would do to hers, but either way ill smile at her like it’s the first time and ill tell her she’s beautiful like she hasn’t heard it a million times before from me. the ocean is my safe place, and with her there.. it’s my home.

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I knew I was in love with her when I woke up in the mornings to a sea of her hazelnut hair spilled over the pillow and the smell of her sheets all over me. When I’d wake up before her and not move a muscle because I could watch the rise and fall of her chest for hours. I knew I was in love with her on car rides to get coffee or to the beach and I would just watch her. She’d sing every song and beat her hands on the steering wheel to every rhythm and get lost in the wind that carried the smell of her vanilla skin. I knew I was in love with her when her eyes would meet mine once in awhile and I’d stop breathing. Their color so blue, they put every ocean drenched in this earth, to shame. I knew I was in love with her when she’d smile against my lips and let her hands find their way to the small of my back and we’d just stay like that until one of us gave in. It felt like the sunset and home all at once. I knew I loved her when we spent the entire night on her roof and she let me in, let me see her inside and out. Until that night, I swear to god I had never seen anything more beautiful. I knew I loved her, but I never knew if she loved me. I never knew if I was enough. If I could have been what she needed. And the saddest part is, is that I don’t think I will ever know. But what I do know is this. She taught me what loving someone is; what it feels like. And for that, I will never regret loving her.

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You are like Rain

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You ask me what I think about you.

I avert my eyes, my words and mouth failing me. Because I don’t have an explanation… I don’t have the right words to describe you.

No. What I see, what I feel are tones and vibrations too beautiful for words.

Your aura is a turquoise wave filled with specks of marigold and honey, vibrating in magnetic pulses all around you. It draws me in, pulls me close, ignites my curiosity… And my fears. A tempting cobalt blaze my hands are aching to touch, to embrace. Are you safe for me to give in to your gravity? Is your fire made of warming, inspiring energy?

Or will I simply be burned once again as I fall for the beauty of sparks and flames?

You are like rain. A constant cascade of life-giving water. I am calm in your presence, lost in the steady gaze of your hickory toned eyes. And so easily, I forget the pains of falling for someone. I forget the hidden bruises that I don’t want to show. Your attention, your sensitivity to my every move, pours down in tantalizing waves as if from the sky itself, sweet kisses from clouds to Earth. You are gentle and soft as you speak, as you watch me… as I watch you, enraptured by the capability of your storm.

So, no… there are no words to describe… how looking at you makes me feel as if I’m floating on tranquil thunderstorms…

I see you in colors that swirl in front of my eyes. I feel you in vibrations that pulse around my heart.

And your presence seems to take me… to another dimension… full of boundless possibilities.

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The girl I want

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I want a girl who’s ready to travel
Paris maybe to learn to dance
Bahamas to see the turquoise ocean
Italy to taste some real pizza
I want a girl who’s just ready for my crazy self
My random times of dancing and singing
My sometimes I don’t wanna talk just hold me
My off the walls spur of the moment trips
I want a girl who’s ready to be cute with me
Take billions of pictures anything and everything
Take cute little coffee dates in our pjs
Take naps together just cause we can
I want a girl who’s ready for me to love her
She better be ready 4 millions of kisses & hugs
She better love surprises
She better be ready for me to fight for her
I want a girl who wants me

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the whole having a crush on a girl and being mesmerized by the color of her eyes that look like comets or the ocean or the most beautiful color you’ve ever seen thing is tbqh so unrealistic like… talk to me when you write a character who has a crush on a girl and freaks out when she’s alone and can’t even fucking remember what color the girl’s eyes are because turns out every time they have a conversation she’s too fuckin awkward and gay to really make eye contact or remember any information her brain takes in because it takes every ounce of brainpower and self-control to just keep her shit together and not make a fool of herself because uhhh the girl is so beautiful and she is so so gay

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They won’t tell you about how Red Riding was the wolf and Snow White went back to kill the queen. Or that Cinderella’s step family mysteriously disappeared after she became queen. They are afraid to let you know that Aurora woke up screaming because a strange man was kissing her without her consent. Or how Ariel had no problem killing the two timing prince and restoring herself to the sea. The fairy tales we should tell our daughters should be about strong women with real flaws and incredible qualities. Lets raise girls who don’t just wait to be rescued, but take destiny in their own hands and charge to battle dragons and their enemies.
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tell me, what do i do when she smooths her hands over the curves of my hips like soft sea foam on the shore? oh, how she makes my body glisten with heat and salt and want. where do i look when her eyes pierce me with the light of a thousand moons? she looks at me like i’m her own sacred shrine, a monument of salvation. where do i put my hands when she brushes her lustrous red lips over my pulse point? i am just a woman but she makes me feel like more. i can feel her words, her heartbeats and movements resonate inside of me; i feel a responsibility to do right by her.

there is so much feeling. tell me, do i deserve it?

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