The Beautiful Snowflake
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Last published Fri, Mar 23, 2018
The night was very colorful, very festive.
It was great.
Everyone was dancing but then...
The Mysterious DJ revealed himself.
"JAVIER!" I shouted.
"This one goes to my sister and my best friend who makes the cutest couple! #MAKEJAVIERTHEBESTMAN!" said Javier.
I was very surprised to see him tonight.
Then he just winked and smiled at me.
Then he played a song "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran.
Sophie dragged me to dance.
"Sophie it's our favorite song!" I said.
"I guess you could say that the song is perfect." Said Sophie.
Then she held my shoulder and I grabbed her waist.
"You look beautiful tonight Sophie." I said. She smiled, and we were dancing at the center stage.
Everyone was watching us, then people started to dance as well.
The moonlight was upon us.
It was beautiful.
It was perfect.
"James have you ever wondered how it's like to feel truly loved." Sophie said.
"Yes, I have." I said.
Then suddenly....
Sophie kissed me, without thinking I kissed back.
Everyone was watching us again.
The night was so blissful, so wonderful, so beautfiful.
"Darling, you're something else you know?" I said.
Sophie smiled again.
"We all are. We're all beautiful snowflakes."
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