fireworks shot across the night sky
I searched through the crowd looking for the guy with the yellow eyes
his dimples curved into his cheek in a way I haven’t seen before
one moment with him wasn’t enough I needed more
his smile was divine his walk was one of a kind
the way he spoke shot chills down my spine
my daily alarm went off I lost track of time
but I didn’t care I had to make him mine
but no matter where I looked he was impossible to find
could have been a dream
or just another movie scene
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