The boy with blue eyes
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The way my mind works is inconsiderable. It's piqued in a way where I do feel so much irritation and agitation towards the way it makes me love.
Love... What a funny word. Such a word can change so quickly, the boy with blue eyes never to be known. He made me LOVE. He made my feelings shift so much, I think I have gears. I shouldn't be relating myself to a car, because a car would have had a far better journey then I've had. But me and a car do have incompatible relations, like a journey spent, I've had harsh pit stops, had some surprises and the view was new and amazing but soon that journey had to end.
Like all good things, they must come to an end.
In which these good things have taught me important lessons, but questioned my reality. Is it possible for the boy with blue eyes to be real... For an imaginative love consuming heart throb such as Niall horan to be real, and change the perceptions of life.
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