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I would love to meet this dark-haired boy wearing white from "PHOTO OF THE DAY" and stare into his eyes. I would love to see a slight smile on his lips when he noticed my gaze. I would love to follow in his footsteps, at a distance, although in reality I was going in the opposite direction, but I would love to follow him and for him to notice. I would love to stop at a zebra crossing with a red light for the pedestrian and our eyes would meet again. I would love to be the one who, now, will show a slight smile on my lips. I would love for him to talk to me and listen to his beautiful voice without understanding anything, since he speaks English and I speak Spanish. I would love to know that this guy likes the tone of my voice and my Spanish accent. I would love to invite you for a drink on a quiet terrace surrounded by plants and with a small fountain in the middle where several sparrows drink water. I would love to be able to repeat this whole story on our anniversary without taking our eyes off each other and with a slight smile on our lips.
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I would love to meet this dark-haired boy wearing white from "PHOTO OF THE DAY" and stare into his eyes.
ReplyDeleteI would love to see a slight smile on his lips when he noticed my gaze.
I would love to follow in his footsteps, at a distance, although in reality I was going in the opposite direction, but I would love to follow him and for him to notice.
I would love to stop at a zebra crossing with a red light for the pedestrian and our eyes would meet again.
I would love to be the one who, now, will show a slight smile on my lips.
I would love for him to talk to me and listen to his beautiful voice without understanding anything, since he speaks English and I speak Spanish.
I would love to know that this guy likes the tone of my voice and my Spanish accent.
I would love to invite you for a drink on a quiet terrace surrounded by plants and with a small fountain in the middle where several sparrows drink water.
I would love to be able to repeat this whole story on our anniversary without taking our eyes off each other and with a slight smile on our lips.
Ángel