Wreckage
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I would have never thought that something as simple as the soothing whisper of the wind would make me see the world differently. From the way it can lift hair without hesitation, to the breeze that brushes against my skin. It seemed as if I was weightless, free from all of the laws of physics. However, gravity still embraced me tightly, planting my feet in the dirt. Her smile left me breathless, as if oxygen never existed. Jacqueline was perfect.
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“This is bad . . .” she muttered almost incomprehensively. I must have heard but didn’t actually listen. I tucked her hair behind her ear anyway. I really should have removed my hand. She shouldn’t have looked up with that pretty face of hers. For a moment I searched her eyes and she did mine. She’s not flinching or cursing or complaining. This is a huge improvement. I played with her braid, my eyes still searching her. I really should move back. I really should. . . Oh fuck this. With a light pull of her braid, I kissed her.

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