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“Hi, welcome to Pauli’s Guitar Shop. I’m Emilia. How can I--” I paused, dropping my pen on the counter. It was him. That one person I was trying to forget all my life. Tony Perry. He looked up from his phone, staring into my eyes. “Oh, you’re a fan?” And with only four words, my heart was broken into several pieces for the second time, by the exact same person. © 2013-2014, PRECIADONT. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

I am dying. This is a fact that I have been faced with for a long time and one I came to terms with. But now, I just wish I had more time. Is it right to fall in love when you know you won't be here for very long? I'm hoping the answer is yes because if loving him has made my last few years meaningful, I wouldn't trade it for the world.