The first breath of fresh air always feels freeing after you nearly drown.
One thing I've learnt about myself is that I lie when I say I can swim.
Not every story ends with a prince or a princess being handed the crown,
But I saw a hand reaching out to me, so, perhaps, there's a beauty in it?
── .✦
With your chocolate brown eyes getting lost in the darkness, you wander,
Like a cat, and, deep inside, — we both know it — you are just as sweet.
The rhythm of your heart behind your classy black suit makes me ponder,
"What if there's an alternative ending, what if there's a reason to live?"
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Your softness soaks in every single word you say, making it sound fair.
You're an artist, is there a chance you could paint what will happen to us?
I know, for that, darling, I'll get at least a thousand whispers and glares.
It's not my fault you moved me deeply; we have so many things to discuss.
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Your sharp brain, your flawless jokes, your stunning face — your attire as a whole
Did something to my head, messed up my thoughts but gave me sleep
After many nights spent awake, illuminated only by the moon's glow.
For once in years, I've finally been allowed to step back for a second and breathe.
── .✦
🔤'm handing you the keys to my secret garden, to the gates from my heart.
🔤ook around and make yourself at home — this may actually be a new start.
🔤ou're free to stay for minutes, hours, even days, as long as we stay smart.

Tes yeux sont comme un chocolat chaud.
Peut-être, c'est un vrai cadeau
Pour mon anniversaire ou pour Noël.
Dis-moi que ça ne sera pas être temporaire.
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Je t'aime tellement, je suis aux anges.
C'est comme une très belle danse.
Je rentrais chez moi et le naige tombait.
Le vingt-six novembre, un jour parfait...
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Ça, je n’oublierai pas, je te le permets.
Nous sommes ensemble sous la lumière,
Éclairés par les rayons du soleil ou de la lune...
J'espère que ce n'est que le prélude.