Day 45

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I was in love; I was in love with so many things of him that I've lost count over time. I loved the way he held my hand, loved the way his lips melted together with mine, loved the way he protected me in even harmless situations just to be sure. I loved how he entranced me with the mere color of purple, waving the flower in front of my face for the hundredth time.

I was in love with so many things of the color that my mind seemed to explode upon the thought. This love was nuclear, and so was the flower itself. A nuclear bomb dropped like a pot of glitter and emotions on top of me. Like radiation it slowly penetrated into the most hidden cells of my heart, and I was lost forever; in his smile, in his eyes and in the beautiful color.

He was not only a realist but the master of this love, and he knew every time he carried the flower. He was not only doing this for himself but for the both of us, I knew because I felt more at ease with every new sunrise.

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