A Thousand Miles

A Thousand Miles

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{{A ONE DIRECTION FANFICTION}} "Ever has it been that love knows not of it's own depth until the hour of separation." A surprisingly accurate quote from Kahlil Gibran seems to define Violet's life. The death of her mother, father, and brother creates a setback in her future preventing her from pursing her dreams. While she see's it straying from hurt all she is doing is piling more on herself. Now she might as well be six feet under with the way she is numb to the world; but can a certain five boys bring her back from the dead? P.S Just because I said she's dead doesn't mean this story has anything supernatural in it... just to clear that up :) Her being dead is a way of describing her emotionless state, comparing her to being dead... I hope you like
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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