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You. As cliche as it is, you flipped my world upside down. I was broken and hurting and so were you. Both of us were stain glass windows, beautiful but shattered. You appeared in my life, a smile on your face, pain in your eyes. Everything stopped. I looked at you and our eyes met.  I couldn't and didn't want to look away. You asked if I was okay with your stupidly angelic voice. Your eyes prodding to check if I really was. I nodded and smiled through the tears. You stared and answered back, 'If you aren't better by next class, I'm going to kick your butt'. I laughed and said 'you can try'.  You smiled and it reached your eyes, concern still lingering, I gave you one last smile and got up and walked to next our next class.

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