Yearning

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It was a lonely, desolate night when I met her.
Her fair features completely stunning me as we talked for hours on end-talking about the same subjects over and over again, yet never tiring of each others presence.
I had heart eyes at that time-falling for that beautiful soul I had just met. . .
I wanted to learn more, I wanted to find out everything possible about her. She was an anchor that held my precarious soul and kept it grounded.
She brought me peace.
She brought me love.
She was saving me from the pitiful situation I was in, yet she was the one that got away.
There will always be those who you yearned for something more about, but sometimes something better will come after it.
Something you never expected to come.
I was her queen, and she was my knight in shining armor. . .

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