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She wrote, her hands moving smoothly and fairly fast on her green tacky type writer. All her thoughts were assembling into pieces of blank paper. Her reading glasses on the tip of her nose and her mind was jumbled up with thoughts. She would bite her lip when thinking and her eyes would glisten alone with her mouth curling into a smile when she got an idea. This girl's name was Charlie. She was in love with the idea of love. It seemed too beautiful to exist in this ironic,cruel yet beautiful world. Too unrealistic. At least that's what she thought until she met Harry. Something about him compelled her, he was dark, dangerous and mysterious. He was obscure. - And she was curious Noodleknown©
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#38 in Mystery as of 2/1/18. #93 in Chicklit.... A pair of beautiful warm lips, a rush of passion, a feeling of being complete once and forever, a pair of beautiful eyes as deep as the ocean, beautiful dark hair reaching up to his neck, which shone brown in the sun, and then he comes near me and holds my hands gently. I lose myself in his eyes, there's nothing except those liquid eyes which could see into my soul, I tried to see his face. But it was all a blur, a soft pair of lips touched mine as gentle as a feather but it created a rush of electricity in my body. I wanted to own every bit of him... then again my head was spinning...I lost my balance, I fell down and my head hit the floor. The whole world spun and I found my sight dimming. My head hurt and yet I tried to push through the curtain of darkness, His face...I had to see his face...and yes I could see a pair of eyebrows, a perfect smile and then the outline of his face was forming....I was sweating from the exertion and then the world plunged into darkness. And I lost myself in the endless abyss of unconsciousness. What do you think happens when you can't remember the person you loved? #543 in Romance as of 30.11.17

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