I love... You?

I love... You?

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It was all he ever wished for... Every shooting star he caught sight of at camp, every wishbone he managed to score, every birthday wish blown away with the candle flames that kept multiplying on his cake each year... It was what he wished for most of all... To hear her sweet lips tell him those three words. Those magical three words he had been waiting for the day he fell for her. But love had never been at his beck and call, and only time would tell if the one he loved would ever say the words he had been thinking about for years back to him, instead of her saying them to someone else... (All rights reserved!)
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I made a promise, a commitment, a vow, and an oath that I'd never fall into the brutality they call love ever again, as it is something not to be toyed with. Think of it this way: Love is like a scented candle. The candle stick and the waxed aroma make the candle itself. Then it's ignited by a great inferno, and together, they make a beautiful thing. It burns for a long time, but then it loses that flame, that spark that ignited the creature. I guess the two most important ingredients gave up on each other. "Love" can be a metaphor, a simile, but most of all, a promise. A promise that can't be kept, something that waits until infinity to be broken. At least that's what I, Roseabella Swayed, once believed.

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