Romance

Exaggerated romance.

Dancing in the rain.

The first snowflakes on a cold November morning.

A sunset in July.

The burning city lights in the distance.

Counting shooting stars in August while lying on the street.

Getting drunk together next to a fire on a warm summer night.

Running through a thunderstorm to confess feelings of love.

Everything I’ve ever wanted.

Nothing I’ve ever had.

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