Story time

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Story time.
He's the last person she talks to at night.
The first person in the morning whom she texts.
With him, she never knows what to expect.

She loves that he's unique.
That he can be himself.
She loves his chocolate eyes.
Comforting hugs.
And those cringy dance moves.

He makes her happy.
Around him life seems less crappy.
His cringe brightens her day.
She tries to hide her true feelings, but fails.
They show up in the way she behaves.

If actions speak louder than words, she's in trouble.
The girl is internally petrified.
To people she tries not to get too close.
She doesn't want to break again.
So she closes herself off to most.

He's had a rough year.
She wants to numb the pain.
Though she is smaller, her anger can not be tamed.

How dare anyone mess with him?! That's her job.
She thinks sometimes.
She gets protective over this goofball.
How could she not with those alluring eyes?
Slowly she gets better.
The guy does too.
So she gives him a chance.
Why not?
This completes story time.

Author's note:
Shhh children, I am okay. I have an amazing JROTC family that I get the pleasure of seeing everyday. Lol, bars. Lemme stop XD

-CoolfriendNR

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