Being in the proximity of someone you love, close enough to smell his after shave cologne, let alone to touch him, is like a dose of Xanax to heal the worries that come uninvited.

Seeing him walking in the hallway, the smile that worth a year's sunshine, the eyes that glimmer a string of untold words, the lips that utters magic.

24 hours never seem enough for all these beauties.

Let me drown, and I need him to save me. I am smitten, and he brings serenity.


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