this continued on for a span of
one week
on the eighth day
you approached me
and started a conversation
we talked all the way
till dawnand when we parted ways
all i could think ofwas the freckles on
your nose and the
golden flecks in your
eyes that twinkled
whenever you talkedabout something
exciting
the next dayit was pouring
i thought you were not
going to show upas i was preparing to
lock up
a loud knock sounded
out throughout the shop
there you weresoaked through the skin
shivering i might addyou still forced out a chattering smile
that warmed my heart
i laughed at how silly you looked
but still invited you in
i handed you a towel and
your hot chocolate

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hope,stars and lost love
Teen Fictiona short story where these two people thought they were completely in love.