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You are my sunshine

You know how you and I laughed until sunrise, through all the disaster? That's how I want to spend the rest of my life.

That moment with ants crawling on you, with the coffee in my hands and the vast expanse everywhere we looked. That's how I want to talk every evening.

Or that story you told her about us while I looked on baffled. I want that to be our real story.

The secret superman moment or the crazy star gaze. I want those to be forever moments.

The way you pulled me, firmly, far, but close, or the way you held me. That's how I want to feel everyday.

Your intense intensity, your gentle gentleness, your sincere sincerity. You, in all your you-ness, just the way I like it.

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  1. Anonymous7 November 2013 at 08:01

    Looks like you are in love

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  2. CoyCox8 November 2013 at 17:09

    Imagining that our imagination is realty, turns realty into a figment of our imagination - sometime it's called daydreaming.

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    1. Zoya Brar9 November 2013 at 01:25

      You have started writing convoluted sentences that take me three shots to understand. :P

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    2. Anonymous10 November 2013 at 21:12

      looks like V is in love or/ imagining to be -;)

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  3. CoyCox12 November 2013 at 02:34

    Ok so simply put - don't be fooled by it, it's not reality, it's your mind playing games with you.

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  4. Anonymous13 November 2013 at 00:29

    Ok so simply understood - i was born out of my parents imagination? or their minds playing games with each other?

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  5. Zoya Brar13 November 2013 at 02:10

    Dear Adults,

    Please take your fighting off my blog :-P

    Love,
    Z

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  6. Anonymous22 December 2013 at 09:29

    You are the flame and the world is your Tinder. Simple and Refreshing.

    5-D

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  7. Zoya Brar22 December 2013 at 09:42

    Long time since I saw you on my blog, 5-D.

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  8. Anonymous5 January 2014 at 01:15

    I have been busy, goals, life, setbacks etc. That 2013 post, need a coffee to read it. brb!
    5-D

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  9. Zoya Brar5 January 2014 at 01:23

    :-) sorry for the long post..

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