My love, My life

My love, My life

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How could he possibly love me? My eyes were a vague blue, like the sky and changed all the time; they were indiscriminate but fleeting entirely specific and disloyal, so that no one trusts me. I was always looking away. Or again at something after it has given me up, like Christopher. They were so cold and distanced not warm and loving like his. How could anyone love my eyes or me? This fanfiction will get a bit longer than the other's since it's probably my last of Alan and Christopher. Shout out to my friend Amy who helped me when I didn't know how to continue. She was a big help to me!
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Hi! I'm back with a new LingOrm Fan fiction! To see what love is in the eyes of a poet. Join their journey as two best friends try to navigate their feelings into the complicated world of friendship and the fear of losing their history. All events written are purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. Credits to the owner of the cover photo! Thank you.

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