Ecstasy.
Out of breath.
Searching. Deciding.
Contemplating of what matters most to me.
Kissing him under the moonlight overlooking the Canterbury Cathedral. Call me a die-hard romantic, but I'm glad it happened.
Shivering yet kept warm in his embrace, satisfied, we walked back home.
who am i?
- Caryn
- A girl who looks innocent on the outside but truly fiery inside.One who loves procrastinating,fell in love with lobsters dipped in melt butter, spaghetti with extra cheese, and not to forget crab accompanied with chilli shrimps. Her most fond weaknesses: a forgetful nature and a hopeless directions-giver even in places she's supposed to be familiar with.
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