Clouds
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Romance
A gentle breeze brushes against my face and my eyelashes tingle. The yellow and orange coloured trees sway in sync and the leaves fall onto the hard ground.i push my ice white duvet as my warm feet press into the cold,wooden floor.The familiar smell of cooking eggs and bacon fills my nose. I open the front door and pull my soft cashmere jumper closer to my chest. I hear the lock click and start to walk. " I can't be late again" I whisper. As the wind becomes stronger I start to run. Houses rush past me and the coloured of green,yellow,orange and brown blur into one. My hair dances behind me and I start to smile. Bang. My head is centimetres from the ground and my head is being supported carefully by a firm hand.
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"If you were really my best friend, you'd see that you were the only person I've ever wanted to be with. You've been dating everyone else while I'm just sitting around waiting for you to open your damn eyes!" I yelled at him as tears streamed down my cheeks. He looked at me with wide eyes, clearly confused. He then held a sympathetic look on his face when he saw how passionate I was about this entire situation. I can't believe he didn't realize all these years that he was the one I wanted to be with all along. "How was I supposed to know Riley? You didn't tell me shit!" He yelled back at me but still held his same sympathetic look. I shook my head at him, wiping my face as I backed away from him, stepping into a pile of snow in the process. There was already snow on ground but more snow had just started to fall from the sky. "Look, I have to go. My mom wants me home for dinner." I said turning on my heels and walking away towards my house. I didn't even bother looking back but I knew he was still standing there. I wondered if he'd run after me or if he'd sweep me off my feet like I always imagined but no, nothing. Just broken dreams and maybe even a broken friendship. *For hopeless romantics

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