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The Last Time I’ll Write About You copyright © 2018 by Dawn Lanuza. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of reprints in the context of reviews.

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To young hearts,

Keep beating.

Keep breaking.

Keep falling in love.

The First

SUNBEAM

You light up the room

Wherever you go

With your wit and charm

You turn things around.

You light up the room

You’re a rush of blood

You’re a ray of sun

You lighten me up.

THE OBJECT OF MY

I love the way you look

Your eyes, they twinkle

Your lips, they curl

Your whole spirit lifts.

I love the way you look

As I watch you across the room

That is until you looked at me

And nothing else could compare.

WHAT I LIKE ABOUT YOU

Your hand

How you held the small of my back

Your fingers

How they grasped mine as we crossed the street

Your feet

How they led us to your room

The chain on your neck

How it slid through my fingers as I pulled you in

Your eyes

How they spoke to me

Your bed

How it welcomed us both

Your lips

Oh, how they silenced my doubts

You are the dream

But I’ve had wake-up calls

IN A NUTSHELL

I’m not brave enough to love you

The same way

You’re not strong enough to take me on.

“He was good for you.”

I don’t doubt it.”

“Then why’d you let him go?”

“I wasn’t good for him.”