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My crush .
He was the definition of my type .
He was the only one who could divert my attention from David .
My close friends were telling me there's nothing special about my crush but he looked special to me , he was handsome and beautiful in his own way in my eyes .
His face wasn't the smoothest of all but there was nothing wrong there , he had dark black eyes , not really tall but tall enough for a boy his age , his lips were pink and small , sexy broad shoulder that looked so good back and front view .
He looked really quiet, the first time I saw him I couldn't take my eyes of him , and that always happened anytime I saw him .

I openly stared at him
Appreciating his beauty .

I knew he was insecure about his face because of his pimples but that didn't obstruct his beauty , I wish I could tell him that we was a goddamn beauty , handsome and cool .
I will tell him











When I have the courage.















❤💚💜

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