thirteen; dead leaves

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"Because someone will eventually wipe away those tears off your beautiful face."

The more she spent her time with him, she felt as if she a were a new person. To start fresh on a clean slate some would say. She felt as if her old, reckless self was breaking away, and a new, mindful spirit was blossoming. She realized that it wasn't her fate that she was playing with fire, but it was her choices.

She promised herself that she would right all the wrongs she made. And this was a promise she would keep.

She missed him when he wasn't with her. She didn't know if she was catching feelings for him. Part of her wanted to, but part of her didn't want to get hurt again. Although she knew he was a good guy, she just didn't want to risk it.

She liked the way he made her feel warm and fuzzy. She also liked how he made her calm inside. She fell asleep that night, debating if she did have feelings for him.

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