I feel that tonight has been a night to remember. It may not be the best of nights, but it was most certainly not the worst. Because the way you make me feel is unlike any way I've ever felt before.
You make me feel like I am a cold river rushing down the mountain in spring whose heart was melted by the touch.
You make me realize that I HAVE done my best, because there is nothing better.
And isn't that what dad always wanted?
Was for us to do our best?
Go ahead, son. Make daddy proud.
Because the first time my daddy said he was proud, I was with you. I didn't think we'd be here now, no never did it cross my mind. But the wonders of art and the musical chimes have started the symphony I wish to last forever.
I want to just breathe when you stand next to me.
But for some reason I can't.
My breath has gone missing and is nowhere to be found, not in the highest of mountains or the lowest of rivers.
Oh please give it back. Give me my breath and lock it in place with a kiss because the thought of my lips on yours just makes the blood flow through me so fast I can almost feel it.
If only I could.
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