First, there was The First. She broke my heart so many times. But I still love her. She's better than she could ever imagine. She's broken a times, but I'll keep her close, even past the day we meet.
Then, there was The Beauty. She truly did hurt me, again and again, but I loved her. She's still an amazing person. Absolutely beautiful. I dated her twice, she was so absolutely undeniably perfect.
Third, there was The Lover. He really did make me feel truly happy. He told me so many things that made everything I believed about myself temporarily disappear. I still think about the beautiful words he spoke to me.
And then, there was The Other. She's like another me, yet unique. She struggles with her own things, yet we can so perfectly understand one another. She stuns me to this day, being such an amazing person despite her pain.
And now. Now it's Her. A full year, I've liked Her. And I feel noticed at last. If only... If only I had the courage to ask Her to come with me. To go along with my crazy ideas, my dumbass jokes, the extreme love I have to give. I hope to ask Her to simply go with me and have fun for a day, enjoy one another's company, and be happy.
But that's just a dream. Dreams don't come true often.
I wish they would.
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