Him (Her point of view): I gazed into his eyes as I threw my arms around his neck. They were like the sweet honey of the bee. Filled with compassion and selflessness. But they also held great mystery of his past and ambition for the future. I knew at that moment that I loved him. I wanted to look into those eyes every night before I went to bed. I wanted to look into those eyes when I finally breathed my last breath. I sighed. Unfortunately, a love between us, could never be.
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RomanceI gazed into her eyes. They were brown like melted chocolate. I could almost taste the sweetness along with the warmth. The warmth of the fire burning in her soul. The fire that fed on determination and passion. And I knew at that moment that I want...
