I thought I knew what love was.
Until I met this guy. This guy with the capturing brown eyes, this guy that has a genteel black hair that doesn't need much of an effort to be chic. This guy who always find his way to tear down this walls of obscure side of mine.
It felt like a thousand stars had literally fell down when he smiles, It's the feeling of having a thousand, No. A million butterflies in the pit of my stomach. It's the stillness of my body and the contumacious rapid beating of my heart, that could flee out of my chest any second when his physical self is near. It's the tremulous feeling of getting lost into his eyes, so I cant stand staring at his for too long.
It was the feeling of being in love.
But how can you unlove someone when you have just realized that... what you felt was real? And for the very first time you felt that it was the only thing you've wanted.
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