The Track Of My Tears
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So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place....
Harry Styles rolled over in his empty bed, he missed her. Her touch, her body next to his as they slept. Her laugh, her smile, sure he saw her but he couldn't bare to look at her for more then a minute, always fighting the urges to run up to her and hug her. He may put on a happy face when he was around people, but the truth was, he was lost without her.
If you look closer, it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears...
Selena Gomez sat up in her bed, holding her knees to her chest. She had another dream about him. It was their first time all over again, how she longed to go back to that night, she was happy then. Happy and in love, and now she was alone.... alone in a cold dark room.
She felt empty inside without him, lonely, heartbroken, she just wanted to feel his warm arms wrapped around her again....
I need you......... I need you....
The sequel to, "Tragically Beautiful"
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