center

center of gravity, my thoughts have made your name a nest, and my eyes seem to find you in a crowded room on their own..all my senses know you, well most…and they tell me little stories. You love black in a way that makes my eyes smile, you smell of summer and flowers and.. my nose knows too much. That laugh, and the way you say hi…ears have never known sweeter music. noah_arkenswagg

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