#45-ADOPTED

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"Isn't it absolutely crazy that the person you are going to marry is somewhere in the world right now. They could be eating, sleeping, staring up at the same sky you do wondering who they are going to marry as well." she spoke quietly as we laid in her front yard. 

Her shoulder gently touched mine, and her fingers would sometimes graze across the skin of my forearm. Her hair was fanned around her head like a halo, so perfect as if she was an angel. My angel. Her legs were bent, knees in the air, as were mine, and every time they bumped I would have to gulp to quench my dry throat. 

Every little touch had me feeling sparks and fireworks. 

And I wanted so badly to scream at her. To tell her the person she was going to marry was right in front of her. 

But I couldn't because she doesn't feel the same. To her, I'm just her best friend. 

Even though it's painful to say, I'd rather be here with her as friends, than to not have her at all. 

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