summer memories cling to the back of my mind like that last drop of lemonade stuck to the bottom of the glass..
..ever so present yet so out of reach..
i danced with a boy in the middle of the street
the dark of night silenced the air
and the stars hung low above our heads
their warm glow reflected in our eyes
his arms wrapped around me
holding me close
softly singing in my ear
as we swayed slowly to the perfectly insync rhythm of our hearts
"L.. is for the way you look.. at me.. "
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love is just an illusion until it becomes real... haha
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