Amara was always particular about the type of love she desired. A love that consumed her, one filled with passion and adventure. Sneaking to rooftops and dancing in the rain was just the tip of the iceberg. She wished to return home to roses and little dirty notes written on post-its. Love from someone who would dedicate poetry and songs to her. One who would love her not only because of who she was, but despite who she was; a love that does not look to change her, but to guide her to greatness. She hoped that one day she would be able to experience that because so far, she had only experienced love through the phone and a slew of blunders. She was aware that such love was not always easy, but she was also aware that it was worth it. She was confident that sitting at home and listening to the radio would be preferable to an extravagant vacation if she found it. It was at that moment that she consciously made a decision she knew she would never regret.
"I can do this!" Amara said.
Even she gasped at her own words. They seemed strange yet, in a way, so familiar. Strange because a minute ago, she was not sure she wanted to be with him, and familiar because, looking back, she should have said that ages ago. She had thought of a million scenarios of how things would end, but none of them included a four-word sentence blurted out in a conversation in the rain.
Deep down, she knew she had found her happy ending. Every nerve inside her would awaken at the thought of him. Every cell in her body was electrified at a mere touch by him. And damn it, his deep voice would throw spasms of orgasms her way. She was a sucker for eloquence, especially when it was sprinkled with creativity and a touch of lust. Yes! She had it bad, and craving for him was the least she could do. His flaws weren't without a trace to her, and none mattered when he had ten thousand ways to make her laugh until she cried. He was a small boat in her ocean, sending waves into motion.
He was the boy of her dreams, the man of her fantasies, and his absence the nightmare of her reality.
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RomanceWake up, go to school, hang out with her best friend, binge episodes of How I met your mother, go to sleep, repeat the process. This has been the life of Amara; 22 year old campus student for as long as she remembered. What else could you really exp...
