The One That Got Away
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Her eyes had fluttered, and her lips were parted as if she was saying something, her dark hazel eyes dragged me into her thoughts and soul, she was damn gorgeous . Her crusted brown hair was curled up into a bun, but little stray hairs danced in the wind. If only I knew who she was, where she was, if I'd ever meet her. If only I could kiss her. My heart pounded harder as I though about her more and more. Then I had to wake up, smell the crispy air, and start off with my day, at West Chester University.
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