I Am a Hopeless Romantic

He’s like a breathe of fresh air... I gasp in fear of being suffocated only to be indulged with the invigorating scent of his love.

I will be yours forever.❤️

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LyricalOne · F

Sounds like one of those pine tree air fresheners in a sea of farts.