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I hope they are the kind of love who kisses you back every time you kiss them. Even though you kiss them a little too often, a little too much, and even when your lips are as dry as the Sahara. I hope kissing them is something you can’t get enough of.

Looking at your smiling face is like looking at the sun set or the moon rise. It feels like lying on a grassy field during a warm summer day. It’s like watching the clouds swirl around the blue sky.