How Do You Take Your Coffee?
date: 2013-10-24 time: 21:46:58
I knew you before I met you. I knew your cheeks would be made of sunshine. I knew rays of light would spill from your lips with your every smile. I knew you.
Sometimes you look at me and you ask me what I'm thinking. I smile, and I say "Nothing." Truly, though, it is something. It's the most beautiful something I've ever known.
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