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summer fling(that became love)
its practically now summer and i'm unnaturally hot. I'm wondering if its because of Miami's blaring sun or the way your words ignite a fire within me. I mean this feeling is weird, mostly because I gave up on happiness a long time ago. I used to think people are unpredictable like storms and I know now that people are storms. And nothing good comes from storms. Quite frankly I'm tired of grey clouds and thundering rain. they brought me hurricanes and deathly sadness. but you changed me and made me think of what comes after the storm. maybe its a rainbow or just the plain glowing sky but whatever it is I wanna see it and I am willing to endure the desolation to get to the good part. you did that. you did it when no one could. you opened me up to a kaleidoscope of emotions that I didn't wanna feel again and its scary. sometimes you make me feel like you're chasing me in an endless tunnel and your eyes become the color of midnight but then I come to a halt when I see the glorious burnt hue of the sunset gleaming in your eyes. I was about to pick a leaf from this tree and you told me to stop and I thought it was the most beautiful thing ever. Leaves only thrive and live when they're attached to a tree. Pick them off and they die and I find it so sexy that you saved that leaf. I'm glad you prevented that death cause you might be able to prevent mine. You are just like vanilla ice cream on a scorching July afternoon and I pray that summer never ends
k.h
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