Love At First Sight
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Ongoing5m
Last published Mon, Dec 10, 2012
I never believed in love at first sight until I saw him. It was like something drew me to him. He was beautiful, no doubt about it. The way his hazel eyes shone in the sunlight was mesmerizing. Everything about him was perfect. His soft brown hair falling across his forehead in a way that made him look more beautiful than I ever thought possible. And when he turned his head towards me and his perfect pink lips set in a breathtaking smile, my heart started beating a mile a minute. And that was the way my body reacted to him after one simple smile.
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