Ours has not been a falling into love. It has been a slow and steady descent. A quiet and careful repelling type of downward climb. As neither of us want to leap again, Just to regather our shattered selves at the bottom once more . Not to say there isn't passion... Oh no.. it's there Smoldering . Patiently waiting for that tiny breeze to fan the flame.
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