The day we met

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He would sit on a park bench day by day looking at people with a look of hate and disgust. Then one day I went on my morning jog but I took a different path. I jogged right in front of him and in that moment his look changed. He went from hate to curiosity in about the split second I passed him. Our eyes met for a instant and I felt like he saw something about me. Yet he was a mystery to me. The next day the same thing and our eyes met once more and I felt the same thing I felt the day before. He was my mystery and I was his puzzle. Each day he got another piece of me and I still didn't know anything about him. I couldn't stop it though I think a part of me wanted him to know everything about me. It wanted him to put all my pieces together so he could see how broken I really was. Then after one month of our little game I stopped right in front of him and told him my name. He responded with a surprised look on his face, "My name is Lucifer." I asked him for his last name. He said with a smirk upon his lips, " I guess when we get married Miss.Quin I'll just take yours." Before he was done talking I was bright red. I was blushing so hard I thought I was going to explode. He saw my face and spoke very sweetly and said, "Before I get ahead of myself let me take you to dinner. I promise i won't hurt you like all the past jerks have." I sorely looked at him and said, "Ho-" But before I could finish he said, "I can see it in your eyes and heart sweetheart you have been hurt so much by so many. You have been picked up, pushed down, torn apart, pieced back together and destroyed from the inside out and I am truly sorry. How does it feel to be a broken human with a whole soul?" I asked confused, "What do you mean?" He answered, "You'll know in time dear, but now I'm here and I will never hurt or leave you I promise."
Yet my Luci you broke that promise.
Now I'm lost more than ever.
I'd just wish you'd come back.

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