

Unspoken Words"Sitting here behind her, gazing at the back of her head, just looking at her hair. Her hair that brings shiver up my spine. How much I wish to touch her hair, to run my fingers through it. To cherish every moment as it grazes onto my palms. I have to control myself from reaching out. Control myself from touching that hair. Control myself from sighing out with just the sight of it. How I know that when I touch that hair it can give me so much happiness. Happiness that I can't contain. Enough happiness that would last for a week. So much happiness that i'll grasp her and hug her so tight and kiss her infront of a thousand people to show how muUnspoken Words
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