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‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ She now began to understand that he was exactly the man who, in disposition and talents, would best suit her. His understanding and temper, though unlike hers, would have met her every wish. It was a union which must have been advantageous to both: by its ease and vivacity, his mind might have been softened, his manners improved; and from her judgment, information, and knowledge of the world, she must have received benefits of the greatest importance. — Could there be more subtle symptoms? Is not general incivility the very essence of love?
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‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ It's funny how there are relationships so deep that they make you fall in love with someone before there's even a kiss or intimate touches. Simply the look and long conversations affect your feelings, suddenly there is an absurd desire to stay there for hours just listening to someone else's day and observing every feature of the face that for you has become the most beautiful of all.

The beginning being warm hugs, a gentle clasping of hands and sweet kisses on the cheeks. A calm like calm waves in the sea on a mild day and gentle rays of sunlight.

Hurry or anxiety being a forgotten word from the vocabulary because he learned to live, valuing the moments and the company on his side. The liking that became loving. Love simple touches without malice, love dialogue, love looking into the eyes, love sincerity, love laughter, love; love you.

There is no fear, there is no anguish. The frightening and at the same time welcoming lightness, like the hugs they exchanged at the end of another meeting, like the audible racing of both of their hearts. A normal action, but over time it became the meaning of home.
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͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ I wish every day to thread my fingers through her long dark strands, to turn them into a long, clumsy braid before going to bed, sleeping as close together as her hairstyle.

You allow me to sleep on your chest, while you caress my ears that you love to pull lightly when I make a provocative joke. Sometimes we hum songs by artists I don't know because we have a distinct taste that, oddly enough, fits perfectly.

I like you. That's right; I like. There is no room for passion because I don't want anything temporary, I want to have you like this, by my side, waiting for my arrival even if you have to sleep early, hugging me warmly as soon as I step into the house, buying sweets on the way back from work, which according to you is the my face, talking to me until fall asleep.

These are moments, just a few of all the incredible moments we will have together.
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E sejam bem-vindos novos miosótis! My home is your home. ?? Deem uma olhado no conteúdo depois, hein.

TERMINAMOS! Obrigado a todos que participaram e pelos compartilhamentos. Espero que tenham gostado do resultado, fiz com muito carinho. ?