/Prince charming/
Can you breathe? You asked aimlessly. What could I say, your sight makes me weak? I mumbled under short breaths, "I'll get a good rhyme tonight." Confused, you slowly intertwined your hand with mine, let me get a glimpse of your smile and took me away from myself.
Tracing looks under pine trees, the sun spotlights your curly brown hair, deadly. I'm writing letters past my bedtime beacuse you like the touch of paper. For you I am just a damsel trying to get out of the world's maze.
We stargaze on a moonless night so all the attention is on you. "I can't breath.", I utter abruptly. You look me in eye, like the first time. I remember that moment, I think involuntarily, "would you?"
You put your hand on mine and get lost in the sky.
You didn't understand then, you won't understand now.
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