Nights were bright and

every day felt like a new Summer.

She was Summer.

The rare kind of summer.

They talked about the greatest

love stories together.

“Romeo Juliet,” she giggles.

“..You and me,” he gazes at her.

She smiles again and

He was forever spellbound.

As she smiled,

He stood there in awe

Wanting to make her smile for

the rest of his life.

“You are magic,” he said out loud.




In response to the daily prompt today: Awe



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