In A Heart Beat

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There are moments where I feel nothing and other where I’m hundred percent sure that I finally found what I have been looking for… 

I feel uncertain and confused...

I’m not sure,… but deeply down I know that I just want it to happen before anything else. 
Sometimes it seems to be far away from our imagination.. and sometimes not.

It feels so right.

Just when I start to feel we are finally there... I feel lost.

It all started in a heart beat… that I can’t tell when exactly.. or how… 
Before what happened happened…
Really? Are you sure?

There are these special magical moments… 
When I see a river of hope in your dark brown eyes…
I tend to see it right down there.
A romantic and idealistic indeed.
But could easily turn into frozen stone in just blink of seconds.

A prove is sometimes is all what I’m looking for. 
And a promise that could keep me forever.

Would you?

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