I thought of you, of course, lots of it, during the 5-6 hrs dry driving time.
No other nights are more perfect than the night you held a glass of wine and tip-tapped toward me. There was no slow motion, I am sure, but I've played that night, that min, that 10 sec in my mind for so many times and somehow it just gets more and more clear every time. It was a warm Austin night, warm as usual, but when you smiled at me and reached out to grab my arm, it froze the time. As cliche as it is, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, I exclaim inside of me and cannot stop.
Lets pause here, hmm?
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