wordswallowed

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"do you believe in love?" he asked me.

his eyes were gazing across the ocean that reflected the sunset. beams of light highlighting and defining his face even more.

"no, i don't think it's for everyone," i shrugged.

he sighed, wishing to speak even more yet hesitated. i felt his stare, did i say something wrong?

"well, do you believe in me?" he asks again.

"of course i do, why wouldn't i?"

he chuckles, shaking his head.

"so, would you give me a chance?"

"on?"

"proving you wrong"

"about?"

"love."

(w.s)