I thought he was all the beautiful things in life. The sound of the waves crashing against the sand, chirps of the birds flying high, sights of rainbows after heavy rain and the scent of a field of flowers feasting upon each other. At a time he was but things change. I finally understand why. Because losing him was the becoming of myself. Countless dreams of him still ponder if he was the one. I can't tell if it's killing me or if it's making me stronger.
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Galaxies as eyes
RomanceJust a young girl who's madly in love with a young boy who doesn't have the courage to tell him.
