Title is still yet to be imagined
You're a big gulp of fresh air.The kind after a spring rain that lasts all day.
When the lungs are woken up from winter.
You're the breath that's caught
after stepping out of the car for the night.
When you look up at the sky sprinkled with stars.
You're the vines I want to get tangled up in.
The ones that grow together.
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