Celebrate those little pretty things.
A late night call sitting on the window sill and looking at the sky because it is the only thing that is the same anywhere you look at it. Those evenings spent on a place steps doing nothing, because no matter what we do, we only wanna stay together. The caress through hair. The silent gaze that opens up into a smile, because you know that we speak the same unknown...
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