Where The Rainbow Ends

Where The Rainbow Ends

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⚠️UNDER CONSTRUCTION⚠️ (I was 14 when I wrote this which means there are potholes and some weird things) Love is the new lie and mostly mistaken for lust. Love is a deep romantic or sexual attraction. Everyone claims to know what the foreign feeling is but love still remains unknown. Hi, I am Anita Johnson is search of my own definition. So far I think love is what's drawn in Kimberly Parker's eyes. Damn my best friend's eyes are quite hypnotic. Love is her pink lips, oh gosh I wonder how they taste. Flip sorry i lost my focus there. ***************************************** Wassup y'all, It's Galaxy. I am so so so excited! Welcome to my dream factory. I'm looking forward to our journey! Note: This is not some holy holy book, It's not rated PG nor Family friendly. I will be dealing with messed up teenagers and i won't be filtering any strong language and/or explicit scenes. Do remember to Vote; Comment and Share. It puts a smile on my face😌😁 Feel free to hit me up, Let's communicate! Email: nkunambalenhle@gmail.com
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My life in ruins, this is where I'm at currently. I was living a lie, lying to people and most importantly to myself. You can act straight all you want, you can try to convince yourself that, but no matter how hard you try. The truth is always revealed. What did I do? I stroked her face, and told her she was still beautiful, then I bent down and kissed her. One of those soft, yet deep, gut wrenching, I'll always love you, but I have to let you go, goodbye kisses. Then I rested my forehead on hers and closed my eyes. I saw the past that we had, all of the memories we had together, I took them in, I felt the feelings again, I processed them. Then I saw the dreams that we dreamed for our future, I saw all of our plans that we made, I felt them, I felt the pain of what would never be, and then I released it all. I didn't realize I was sobbing until I felt her hand graze over the tears. I opened my eyes, blinked away the tears I had left, and smiled. She returned my smile. We knew at that point that no matter what happened, we would be ok.............. This is my struggle, this is my journey. Join me for the ride, but make sure you wear your helmet.

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