She loves her peace.
She loves the silence, the serenity... she's very fine being alone.
She can stand on her own; that's the girl she is.
That girl who doesn't need anyone. That girl is Shiloh Marie Herrera.
The girl I like who seemed to know a lot of things but my heart's desire.
I guess she perfected the art of 'self-love' and that there was no room left for something romantic.
But I refuse to regret in the corner. So...
Shiloh Marie, this is a story about you and how my feelings blossomed when I saw you trip in the hallway.
"I fell for you as you fell on the floor."
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