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and the sun shines bright
but you shine brighter
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Our Song
[5:06pm]
The golden sun setting far off into the distance painted over the warn pages of the book that was cradled in my hands. The warm breeze tousling around through my hair, the slight breeze also swaying the hammock we were laying in, back and forth, back and forth. My eyes trail over the words, my finger following suit, stopping when I hear soft strumming infront of me. I look up from my book, eyes hooded over the slightly unraveled binding as they meet with a soft smile. Josh catches my eyes as his fingers continue to softly pluck at the ukulele that was in his hands, his soft curls dancing in the wind, the hammock rocking us side to side. I smile, closing the book and setting it in my lap.
Josh continues to smile softly, closing his eyes as he turns his head into the warm sunset, the cascading of rustic orange and yellow colors mask across his face, his chest rising into a hum as he continues to pluck the strings of the ukulele. I smile, reaching my hand out to rest on his leg, just below his knee that was on the left side of me, rubbing it tenderly, "Play me a song."
Josh stops, opening his eyes and turning his head to face me. His smile erupts into a big one, beautiful teeth making an appearance from his soft mauve colored lips, resting on his bottom lip, "What song would that be?"
I look at him, his grin exposes the sweet dimples that rest near the corner of his mouth, his hand comes out to rest on top of mine that was still placed on his leg, tangling our fingers together.
I sigh softly, letting my head rest back onto the tree trunk that was holding one side of the hammock up, smiling slightly as Josh licks his lips, cocking his head to the side while raising his eyebrows.
"Our song."
Josh chuckles, nodding his head, letting it dip down, "I thought that's what you wanted to hear." He looks back up at me, unlocking our fingers to grasp my hand, bringing it up to his lips, letting a tender kiss be placed on the back to my hand before he starts strumming again.
I sit up, carefully crossing my legs as I rest my head in the palms of my hands, watching the sun as it peeks from behind the tree that was behind Josh, almost creating an illuminating aura around him, which was honestly quite fitting for him.
"Wise men say.. only fools, only fools rush in,"
Josh stares at me longingly, the breeze rustling through the leaves on the trees, the hammock swaying in almost perfect tempo.
"Oh, but I, but I, I can't help falling in love with you."
I smile, the dimples appearing on Josh's cheeks once again as he continues to strum sweetly, his voice warming a place in my chest.
Josh leans forward, not disconnecting his fingers from the strings,
"Take my hand, take my whole life too,"
I leave the nest of my hands and lean myself forward as well, our noses softly brushing each other, Josh's scent of patchouli and musk waft around me, making me feel.. at home. He stops playing, bringing one of his hands up to my cheek, brushing the pad of his thumb across it. I tilt my head into his hand, looking up at him as a smile never ceased to leave his face,
"For I can't help falling in love with you."
Josh leans down, lingering his lips just above mine,
"For I can't help falling in love with..."
Josh pauses, catching my lips in a feathery kiss,
"You."
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