The Day I Met You

The Day I Met You

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Hi my name is kaity and I know what your thinking this is just another love story but its not well it is but my story is just a little different from other girls it all starts when im in high school I had just moved to Tampa Florida to just get away from every thing that was there like being pushed around and being bullied it was horrible but I didn't really care what they said about a bout me I never did and I don't think I ever will and that's not the reason I moved I moved to get away from my mother she has caused me so much pain that I couldn't even begin to explain but just when I thought that things where going to get worse I meet someone who took all the pain away and made me smile a real smile not my fake smiles and laughs they where all real and it was the first time in a long time someone made me smile and when I first saw him on there music video I fell for him from the vary first time I saw him and I think that's some of the reasons I fell for him.........
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She giggled a little as she looked over at the older couple. "That's going to be us one day." "Yeah?" She rested her head on my shoulder, giving me a quick kiss on my neck before nestling in. I scooted her closer to me with my free hand, resting my hand on her leg. I looked at the older couple for a minute. They were sitting quite close to each other, holding each other's hand, deep in their own world. It was obvious theirs was a love that had deep roots; a love that still made them feel young. I looked down at the woman I had next to me. Her fingers intertwined with mine, her other arm wrapped around my waist. She was perfection, still, even after all this time. "How did I get so lucky?" I whispered softly, to myself.

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