Picture the leaves dancing about the wind. Somehow, the single leaf finds it's way to another leaf. Slowly, they pace themselves. Once their timing is the same, they dance together. Rolling into each others' way. Tumbling but somehow, they get back together again. Beautiful isn't it? The way nature forms its path? The way everything happens is timed so perfectly, it's like as if it were meant to be. The way nature has its way of making the simplest movement so complicated.One day, I hope to feel your warm palm against mine. When our fingers fit perfectly. One day, I hope to be able to rest my head against your shoulder. When our breathing is in time. One day, I hope to be the one that you share everything with. When we have no worries about trust. On that day, I hope to plant a kiss on your cheek.
Nicholas Stark in the making - beautiful piece of writing :)
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