There is something
in the air.
For there is no reason
to feel the happiness
I am experiencing.
And then I realize
it’s just the state of being.
The state of being with you.
I just can’t give it a name, To these thoughts that I pen. I guess sometimes its better To leave them unsaid.
There is something
in the air.
For there is no reason
to feel the happiness
I am experiencing.
And then I realize
it’s just the state of being.
The state of being with you.
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