That Feeling
It’s amazing isn’t it?
You never know when it hits,
You’re blinded by fog, thick with mist,
Don’t know where to go, but everything feels like it fits,
And thinking back will convince you it was all a coincidence,
Whether it be the time you become friends,
To when you finish each others’ sentences,
They are the sun that shines every morning,
The moon that makes your evening,
They give your every thought a new beautiful meaning,
To a point where you choose to feel instead of seeing.
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