the string. |

the string. |

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 22, 2021
ah love, love is like a string...its long and you can make it into many beautiful things...but in the end theres always an end to such lovely things. {ill add a cover later..}
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(Completed) He used to admire her from afar, his admiration was like an obsession,like an artist mesmerized by the most captivating muse.every glance, every fleeting glimpse of her presence was etched into fabric of his being. painting his world with the vibrant hues of her essence.in his eyes she was not just a person but a masterpiece, a celestial being whose radiance outshone the brightest star. Each day he could feel himself falling for her deeper and deeper with no visible end. He tried to confess but uncertainty and fear would take rise in his heart, making his heart ache silently.but suddenly one day she disappeared.he tried his best to let go but the pain was so much for his soul to bear,soon she started appearing in his dream.each night he would dream about her, the way she smiles, laughed and twirled, it was like he was haunted by her absence,her presence lingering in his thoughts like an unfinished melody. From her sweet friend to obsessed lover. Thanks @darkestofroses for the description 😊🖤.

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