Do you remember? For I do, young one. We met that one day, yes that one. You fell into my life (you literally fell, remember? I caught you). You were shy and blushing, despite your pale, near-fainting state. Instant infatuation on my part, I heard you felt the same. I learned you adored all the literary geniuses that you've studied, my infatuation grew, I also love the classics. That day that everything fell apart? You caught me. Fair trade I'd say, one catching for another. Now what? I'm just some guy with a knack for words and you, you are a literary genius. A wordy wonder. A spelling superstar. A grammatical grenade. A sentence-forming, will-you-be-mine girl.
So? Got an answer yet, sweet synonym?
- Heather
- There's heather in the meadows, there's heather by the sea. There's heather in the garden, for that's what they named me.
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