I watched a young couple as I walked through the park. They sat on a bench talking to each other. The way he looked at her reminded me of the way a boy used to look at me.
I couldn't stop crying once I walked past them.
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Roman d'amourThere are two kinds of people in this world. Those that are in love, and those that are brokenhearted. I think most of us wish to be those in love. ----- ☪ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ wᴏʀᴋs.
A Couple
I watched a young couple as I walked through the park. They sat on a bench talking to each other. The way he looked at her reminded me of the way a boy used to look at me.
I couldn't stop crying once I walked past them.