Meeting you was fate,
keeping you, falling for you was my choice...
And the choice has given me, a small world of my own, where everything is picture perfect, where we are wrapped around each other's arms, soaking in sun at our hill view rooftop, where we wake up to the rays of sun passing through our window... Where you kiss me every morning as we get ready for the day in our small yet beautiful home in the hills, as we know we made it through all the struggles to be together, as we spend our lives drenched in love, never getting enough of each other... As, still, the first thing I want to do when I wake up is see your face and feel your warmth...
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