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#5-attitude on 11.1.19

We listened to the music for some time and I turned my face towards him and as always his eyes were already on me  close I could feel his breadth on my lips and I stared at his lips.All Rights Reserved

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I remember that night. I remember it so clearly. I can tell you where I was. I can tell you what I was doing. I can tell you what song was playing on the speakers. I can also tell you how I felt when I found out.

"Don't cry love. It's not your burden to bear." He pulled away, looking me in the eyes seriously. I paused for a moment, then embraced him tighter and kissed him fervently once more. "You made it my burden when you said you loved me."

I met him at a book fair in December. It was pretty cold that day. But his smoldering eyes on my face made me feel a little warm.....Maybe I was too busy with my thought. I found him staring at me. "Is there something on my face?" "How can you not say you're beautiful? You look practically a curvy model to me." ..."Curvy model? Really?" "Yeah. You've already got perfect, story-telling eyes. Your hair looks gorgeous around your face. Your complexion is perfect for photo shoot. Now if I had a camera and your lips had opened a bit...I would've taken a picture of you." ...and that's how they met. But will they last?

This was just pure bliss, adapted from her wildest fantasy since meeting this guy. She was stunned but closed her eyes, indulging in the moment and savoring the taste of his lips and the warmth of his embrace. The way his lips felt against hers was just so right, and she had a lot to ask, but all her thoughts and questions seemed to vanish in that moment. The only thing that mattered was the overwhelming feeling-the taste of his lips, placed upon hers like a dream; his tender touch; his scent of love; and the maddening passion of the heart. Catch the incredible story of how this university student navigates the 14 DAYS OF VALENTINE'S and how her new neighbor becomes an unexpected source of life-changing changing in her journey.

"Why shall I apologise for the monster I've become? No one ever apologised for making me this way" I shouted as I turned around to face him. My emotionless eyes found themselves staring at him. It almost felt like I was staring into his soul. He then left; they all do. I'm used to it. They all notice that I'm a monster now; but they don't notice that they are the ones who made me this way. ------------------------------ This book will be a little bit short! Way shorter than the others, but I hope you guys will like it.

"As I looked up, my eyes met someone else's. He had curly copper brown hair that fell on his forehead and a chiseled jaw but I wasn't too concerned about his physical attributes. What really stuck out to me was his hazel eyes. I felt my pupils dilate as I slowly melted in his eyes. I felt safe in the comfort of his gaze. Why do I feel safe? The room faded away. It was just the two of us. Why does he have this effect on me? His eyes looked sympathetic. Why is he sympathetic? What are my eyes telling him? I felt a warm sensation flow through my body as my breaths became deeper. I didn't care about any of what happened before and I didn't care about anyone else. I just wanted to stay in this moment, with him, forever."

I know what am. I know what I see in the mirror. But the first time he gazed into my eyes and I saw myself through his, I became uncertain...

I daydreamed about the ice-eyed adolescent who was creeping his way into my stubborn little heart. I didn't care much about anything else at this point.

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"I love you" she mumbled as she buried her face in my chest. My heart sank into my stomach. Love?! This was the first time we were meeting! I was hoping it was just the alcohol talking, but what if it wasn't? I'd always avoided this with the many girls I had been with before, left before they could even think about saying the L word. I wouldn't let her change me.

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