Foolish and stupid as unrequited love can be. Trembling now on the brink- close to chaos- content to just sit and stare and adore. Every second quivers with trepidation but the fascination overcomes. Daydreams carry images of perfection, and every blink is lazy with love.
Reason for writing:
Some swanky cat was strolling by.
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