From the moment we met, your words spoke my heart.
I couldn't see your face, and I'm not sure where you heard my heart, but your lips spoke to my heart.
It scared me for that brief second when it didn't make sense, and it had to be something unnatural.
But it wasn't unnatural, it was more natural than anything I had ever felt. It was my heart.
I knew then, even though it was not something I could say or even allow, my love story had begun.
Love stories only work out in writing. They never work out in life. At least not in my life.
Not yet.
I don't know that love ever ends, and as long as the love is there , can the story end?
Your love brings peace. And excitement.
I am safe in your arms.
My love story has begun and you are my heart.
TM~

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