This is the first one i wrote. Sorry if its bad (edited)

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'"I wish he knew," she whispered to the moon.

"I wish he knew how many sleepless nights I would stay up thinking about him, and his brown eyes, and the dimples placed so perfectly on his cheeks, then when he gave me one of those smiles that makes my day brighter, or the way his glasses would sit so faultless on his nose." she smiled to herself. Just thinking about his lips and all the plans they'd made that might never come true, and in that instant, all their memories flashed through her head and she began to cry.

Through her tears she whispered to the moon, barely audible, "why did it have to end the way it did?" She sighed, because she knew it would never be the same.'

~excerpts from a book I'll never write∞

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