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The Fickle Heartbeat

My Almost Lover

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“She missed him.In the most crazy, strange, beautiful way.
She loved him.In the most innocent way of loving someone.”

It was so different.Staying there, looking at nothing in particular, aching to see him. To see his face, to see the spark in his eyes. Most of all, to see his beautiful, compelling smile. It was heartbreaking, yet sweet.

Somewhere deep down she knew that he was not even thinking about her, but it was pointless. She loved him.That was the harsh truth: she loved him so much and it felt right. For the first time in her life it felt so right that tears began to ran down her face. If only he knew…but she was too afraid to tell him and he was so far away and this whole thing was screwed up. She was not supposed to love him and she didn’t plan on it…

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  1. Ninjaprooved
    Oct 27, 2014 @ 02:25:44

    Beautiful !


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