You Make Me SmileHe looks down at his feet.His cheeks have grown red."You Make me smile.And thats not easy.""I'm Glad I can make you smile."She's looking at him, trying to read him.He chuckles lightly, eyes still on his feet."Me too..It means a lot.""How much does it mean?"Shes smiling.He finally looks up at her."It means that I better not let you ever get away.""Then you better hold tight."Her smile's growing.He grins, a little lopsidedly. "Plan to.""Good, Because I'm definatly not letting go."She takes his hand and kisses him softly.
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