COULD HE BE MR RIGHT?
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There was something about him. He was different from others I had ever known. He was really broken I must say but I kept finding myself attached to him. I wanted to be free, I wanted a life of my own, I wanted to make my own decisions. I wanted to be treated like a woman but I knew he could never satisfy me but yet we were like one. The thought always kept wandering on my mind "could he be Mr Right? ".
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All I wanted was him. His eyes were like starlight, everything about him made me so uncomfortable but that didn't change the fact that he was the one I wanted. I should have known better at the time. Maybe that feeling of danger should have made me run a different way but I didn't, I ran towards him even when he pushed me away. Now I'm here, looking at the window wondering how life would have been if I didn't let him. I should have seen the crazy. But like the dark makes shadows flee, I'll hold on to the little light he left me with. And in every room, I'll stare into the shadows in hopes of seeing him again.
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