Infinity // Harry Styles
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Last published Fri, Oct 9, 2015
It was a sentence that I had been wearing on my lips for days upon days. An infinite, endless amount of time.
A loose thread on my winter sweater that I couldn't resist yanking,
despite knowing it would unravel all around me.
'Do you love me?' I asked. - Lang Leav
He looked me in the eye and said without hesitation, 'I do.'
'Do you love me?' He asked.
His eyes searched mine.
In my hesitation to give him hope, he slowly turned away with a smile disintegrating on his lips.
'Wait!' I called.
But he was gone, the snow disfiguring his foot prints, like he was never standing before me.
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