There's nothing in this moment of life that matters as much as you, my darling, all senses being attuned to you alone in this silent passion, desires to be met.
Turning from them, not wanting this heart to be broken in pieces, because every moment in time is now so precious that we cannot spare or waste a nanosecond of it ever again.
An honest love truly being held within a heart of this genuine forest of beautiful and everlasting love, one where we will never be a part of in this life.
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