The sun warmed my skin as I walk through the park; a blanket of clear skies covering the open evergreens. The kids laughed and the birds sung their songs. My foot steps click against the pavement as my gaze finds you—sitting on one of the park beneches. I notice the notebook in your hands and my curiosty peaks. I apporched behind you, making sure you didn't notice me yet. You were always insecure about showing me your drawings. It was completely absurd. But, I'd do anything to make you smile.
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