Our meeting was brief, our eyes fleeting. We met at the wrong time and place and maybe if the circumstances were different we might've had a chance. When I looked into his eyes I saw endless possibilities. It was so right but so wrong at the same time. He had a girlfriend and maybe I'm just a romantic and he's just a nice guy, but on those few occasions when our eyes met and our bodies were mere centimeters away, I couldn't help but think that maybe love does exist.
Everyone is nice and sometimes someone's glance will linger, but in the end you'll still be friends.
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Life lessons and for the many more to come
RomanceDedicated to the boys who've made enough of an impact on my life to be written about. The seasons may change and we all become one with the earth, but you'll live eternally through words.
