Today I watched Elliot take my hand but this time there were butterflies, the same ones I felt with you. He caressed my cheeks gently placing his lips gently on mine in the pouring rain.
I played with his hair as I studied every part of him, every stroke of his pretty eyes, every stroke and lines of his body, made him attractive.
He was truly beautiful, just like your artworks, just like how his eyes we're magnificent in the painting, that how it was. I love him, just like I loved you, his eyes were like poetry, his lips were like spoken words that got tangled with my soul.
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FALLING OUT OF LOVE
RomanceIt's easy. I fell in love. He left me. No he left everyone. I'm broken. I try to take away the pain. I must learn to let go, Of every memory. His not coming back, He can't come back.
