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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Nov 6, 2014
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Romance
She looked at him the way she never looked at anybody else, with strange sternness of magic stirring her whole system down. They stood inches apart after long years of waiting and losing each other, they were there again. He saw her before she even noticed him. He looked at her like an art. She was standing right next to him, smiling. Her smile broke him into shattered pieces. And in that moment he knew he found his truest love. The love that never faded, days into weeks into months into years and a couple of years more, he never stopped thinking about her. They stood in silence as they tried to figure out how they turned out to be completely different people crossing path for the first time. "Hi." He said. "Hi." She smiled.
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"Love" was a beautiful word and an enchanting experience for her, but for him, it represented the worst memories of his past. He had sworn to himself that he would never love anyone again, convinced that love only brought pain. His past experiences had shattered his belief in love, leaving him emotionally guarded. Yet, she was determined to change that. With every smile, every shared moment, she gave him countless reasons to believe in love and the possibility of happiness, even if it meant finding joy without her. As she stood by him, she gently chipped away at his defenses, showing him that love could be a source of strength rather than sorrow. Little by little, he began to see glimpses of what love could truly be-a partnership filled with trust, laughter, and shared dreams.Deep down, she began to rekindle his faith in love, but the fear of being hurt again held him back. He found himself torn between his growing feelings and the promise he made to protect his heart. Would he dare to embrace love again, or would his past continue to hold him captive? Her gaze softened as she spoke, "Sometimes I just wish you could see love like I do. It's not only about happiness; it's about healing." He sighed, a shadow crossing his face. "Healing? For me, love was more like a battlefield. I've lost too much to even think about stepping back in." She leaned closer, her voice gentle yet firm. "But what if love could be different this time? What if it could help mend those broken pieces?" He looked away, the weight of memories pressing down on him. "I want to believe that, but every time I try, the scars pull me back to the pain." With a hint of vulnerability, she said, "Let me love you for once, even if you can't love me." ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

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