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It's like one of those moments when suddenly everything just falls into place. You can't tell how, or why. It just does. Like falling leaves in autumn—beautiful—even when it's supposedly dying.

It's like one of those moments when suddenly everything just falls into place- unpredictable and fast.

It's like one of those moments when suddenly everything just falls into place. Or out of it. Suddenly everything just loses all sense and none of the pieces fit together anymore. Unfathomable, instantaneous.

It's like watching fireworks on that chilly evening - one moment everything's all colorful and bright, full of marvelous wonders, and the next it's gone. All that's left are traces of smoke and maybe vague shapes of shadows marked on your sight - something that happens after you've looked at something too bright.

It's like seeing a shooting star on a peaceful night - your heart skips a beat at the sight of it. For a fleeting moment you only think of that one thing that you most love. You close your eyes, make a wish, and before you know it, that rare thing, that beautiful flash of light in the heavens is gone—before you can even say please.

It's like that moment you brushed your lips against my skin. Soft, and warm—it felt nice and familiar against my cold skin. My heart skipped a beat. And suddenly things you've never even considered could now be awaiting possibilities.