the drive

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My friend and this boy were talking and laughing on the drive back. We listened to music this boy and I were singing loudly. Loving each others presence. His eyes were hard to break contact with. So green and pretty. I could get lost in them always. Gazing into his eyes being able to read every hurt in them but also every happyness aswell. This boy was broken but is tough.

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