His Melody

His Melody

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., févr. 13, 2019
"I didn't want to fall in love or need someone. I really didn't want anything. But then, you appeared and I started wanting everything. I look at you and see the rest of my life in front of my eyes" - Eiffel Edam Martini She's the lyrics and melodies to his songs. She is Melody, his Melody. DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious way. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental. PS I wrote this story from my phone so I apologize in advance for the grammatical errors and typos that you will read along the way. Hoping for your kind consideration and understanding. And also this story contains mature content, including explicit, foul, and suggestive language. Credits to Pinterest for the photo and quotes 💕
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(Completed) He used to admire her from afar, his admiration was like an obsession,like an artist mesmerized by the most captivating muse.every glance, every fleeting glimpse of her presence was etched into fabric of his being. painting his world with the vibrant hues of her essence.in his eyes she was not just a person but a masterpiece, a celestial being whose radiance outshone the brightest star. Each day he could feel himself falling for her deeper and deeper with no visible end. He tried to confess but uncertainty and fear would take rise in his heart, making his heart ache silently.but suddenly one day she disappeared.he tried his best to let go but the pain was so much for his soul to bear,soon she started appearing in his dream.each night he would dream about her, the way she smiles, laughed and twirled, it was like he was haunted by her absence,her presence lingering in his thoughts like an unfinished melody. From her sweet friend to obsessed lover. Thanks @darkestofroses for the description 😊🖤.

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