Love stories,
Some of them
Are about late realisation
They are the teal hues
In the vanilla twilight
They blossom with interactions
Like the cherry blossom in season
They are like the morning coffee
Jerk you to love
They are like the deep colour of the eyes
You melt into them
They are what they are
You’re living for the moments
Some of them
Those stories are what you live for

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