I knew it was a bad idea.
You were like a drug
Once i got the taste of you, there was no going back.
My hands was sweaty as i smiled and waved at you.
You waved back.
I almost passed out, you we're more gorgeous than a painting.
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Short Story"I didn't want to watch you from afar, but nothing is really my choice now and days."
