Forever Is Not For Us
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"Be my girlfriend." He said to me, his voice almost breaking.
"No." I said weakly to him and turned around, attempting to walk away.
He grabbed my wrist and spinned me around, then he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"Why?" His words came out as a whisper.
He looked at me with his beautiful ocean blue eyes. Tears streaming down his perfect face. His every tear sending daggers into my heart.
"Because forever is not for us." I said tearing my gaze away, breaking the beautiful connection of our souls and walked away while crying.
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