She.

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While time was floating away I was just standing and looking, looking into her eyes, thinking about how it was possible that such beauty could ever be able to see my ugliness and not run away.

Time wasn't floating anymore, it was rushing.

Everything went so fast.

Everytime I saw her, hours felt like seconds. It was torture because I wished it was the other way around.

But if I only knew how the beauty was just playing the beast...