A Moonlight Tale

I had my eyes on him for the longest of time, if you had told me a few hours ago that prince charming existed, I would have laughed at you and called you silly, but here I stood, love-struck, staring at the way the moon lighted up his golden-brown eyes, the way his neatly combed and wavy hair stalked his perfectly carved hairline, gosh, he is perfect, perfect for me. Together we stayed glued to the spot and stared at the moon waiting for a sign.

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Goodnight everyone