I can remember the day we met. I could describe it in almost every detail. It was so cold out. You caught my eye right away. There was something about you, an obvious allure, but then something more.... more then i could put words to. I couldn't figure you out, you had a wall I was compelled to break down although I couldn't figure out what drew me to you. Indescribable and unattainable.
It was a challenge, it was interesting, and more then I expected. I didn't question it. I felt a pull on my heart to reach out, and I hold my hand out, waiting, dreaming, praying that our hands would meet. They may, but that's not mine to know.
I will carry on, with my hand out by my side.
-You'd call this chiché, but its the truth.
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