A Reason to Live

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~This one was inspired by a friend.

I never really thought about what I wanted. As soon as he walked through that door I knew. Suddenly, my feet were glued to the ground, my jaw reaches the top of the table, and I finally knew. The reason why I exist was to live for him. Although I was glued to the floor I felt he swept me off my feet and fell in love with him all at once. My legs were ten times as heavy as they were dragging towards him to shake my hand. My face started to go pale instead of my cheeks blushing because of his delicate and beautiful smile. I knew since that day I started living instead of existing.

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