High School Love

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I once met a boy with hair as dark as a forest, and with eyes in the color of a hurricane. He used to sit way back in the classroom and not speak a single word. For most people, he was almost invisible, but for me, oh for me, he was everything. I will never forget how that hand fitted perfectly in mine, or how it felt for me when he just so carefully smiled. Now he is gone, but I can never forget him. His name is written in my heart and so will it always be, but feelings fade, that's just time, and I will always remember when those hurricane-eyes was mine.

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