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HAMILTON K. AMADII dipped my heart into the river Styx, holding on to nothing but my memories of you. You’ll always be the Achilles heel to my invulnerable heart.
HAMILTON K. AMADIAs the last cold drops of rain splattered across my face; I watched the dark, ominous clouds fade away; undressing an amalgam of exquisite colors. My soul blushed. The rainbow was warm, beautiful, and poetic. Like a love letter from god.
HAMILTON K. AMADIHer smile was the only tune that my happiness danced to.
HAMILTON K. AMADIPermanence is a wonderful magician. Now you see him, next he goes on to perform the greatest disappearing act of all time.
HAMILTON K. AMADIYou reminded me of my first time in Paris; I was fascinated, lost, and I immediately loved everything about it.
HAMILTON K. AMADIWe just sat there, staring into each other’s eyes. In the silence, I swear I could hear the beating wings of an angel.
HAMILTON K. AMADIHer smile was the only tune that my happiness danced to.
HAMILTON K. AMADIMy pent-up passion seeped out like gas from a leaky stove, your touch was the spark I needed to set my body on fire.
HAMILTON K. AMADIShe was a walking plague. No. A living epidemic. Everyone got close to her showed severe symptoms of being helplessly in love.
HAMILTON K. AMADIIf I got a star for every time you made me smile I’d have enough to fill my own universe and I’d take you there with me.
HAMILTON K. AMADILove comes in different shapes and sizes. But most importantly it comes in different colors.
HAMILTON K. AMADIGone, but never forgotten. Like the catchy tune to an old song that I used to love.
HAMILTON K. AMADII let my mind wander and it always finds its way back to you. like a sweet-toothed child in search of a cookie jar.
HAMILTON K. AMADIYou’re definitely the queen of somebody’s castle.
HAMILTON K. AMADII held a funeral for my past. But on occasion, I find myself dropping by its grave with pink roses to thank it for all lessons it taught me.
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