HOW

She fights every urge to contact her at the possibility that she might feel for her
She holds onto the fact she may be like every other girl chick woman stud boi that has came into her path in times b4
yet to see someone that ended up being who they claimed to be
Her faith weakend not understanding why she gave with all of her heart to end up feeling empty and and alone
Her skin thickening with every mean word said
every promise broken
every lie proven
A broken soul steps in her path by blind eye not seeming different than the rest
A bright gleaming light to her darkness and an unknown mysterious feeling she couldnt shake
Every conversation getting fewer and fewer moments between
This light that has warmed her face and touched her inner being
speaking moving words that can not be made up they leave her frozen and speachless
Finding out that she may be the answer to her prayers or the restructuring to her weakend faith
Poetic in their touch
A fairy tale in their kiss
Both ask everyday if this is a dream
in aggreeance that the whole thing is beyond anything they ever imagined



-CASPERS EXPRESSION

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