Prologue

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" ... And there she comes; prettier than ever. More perfect than anyone I've ever known in my life. More inspiring than any poem I'll ever read or any song I'll ever lose myself in. More peaceful than any breeze going through fallen autumn leaves down the grassy lane. And what makes all of this way more special is that, deep inside, I don't want to win her; she's not a game. I just want to prove that I deserve her. I don't care about taking her behind a car and kissing her under the rain. What I want is far more simple; it happens in my head every night. I can imagine her next to me while i'm stargazing. I can feel her next to me just opening up and proving what an impact such an irrelevant person in such a vast universe can have on another more or less normal human being. But the most painful thing I'll ever feel is when I close my arms around her hoping to hug her but feel them pressing against my bare chest, all alone in my dark lone world. " -JH

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