This Is The First Thing (Punk MGC) [English Version]

This Is The First Thing (Punk MGC) [English Version]

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>>The door was pushed open just as Mr. Miller wanted to start the lesson. „Ah, Mr. Clifford. How nice of you to join us.“ He greeted the newcomer annoyed. When my brain registered his name my head flew in the direction of the door. Clifford? As in Michael Clifford? The boy wore black skinny jeans, a ripped band shirt and his hair was an indefinable colour between pink and purple. His lip was pierced and there were tattoos scattered all over his arms. But when I looked at him while he walked in my direction I got caught in his eyes. His eyes - full of warmth and love when I last saw them - were cold and emotionless. Nontheless I knew it were the same eyes. There in front of me stood my childhood best friend, Michael Gordon Clifford, and he hated my guts.<<
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"Somehow we became best friends and I learned that his laugh was the best sound I had ever heard. The way his voice sounded, it would take me to a place and make me forget my troubles. Oh I loved the way he said my name. Everything about him was beauty in its purest form. He didn't even have to try. I was in love with him before I had even met him. I was in love with the thought of him. He was like a piece of art. More appreciated than any other thing on this earth. He was finally worth something. He had always been worth everything to me, But he isn't hear to know that. I don't have a penny to my name because I gave them all to him. I don't want to be worth anything if it means I won't have him. No one could ever come close to us. There was no other match like us that was so flawlessly perfect even with all of our flaws. I'll never find anyone else like him because without him there is no us and nothing could ever come close to a love like us."

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