I hope you fall in love with someone like I did
And no, by that I don’t mean your love remains unrequited
I hope you remember me as someone so besotted with love
In the history of your past lovers,
As a person who believed in love through rose-tinted glasses,
and not with eyes washed of pink.
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This is a lovely write that dives deep below the bubbly surface of champagne to its intoxication. It is sophisticated in its taste and is sweet to the taste. Yet there is art in its creation. A lovely write
Thank you so much!!
It is my pleasure Simran
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