Loving the Other Side
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Ongoing50m
Last published Sun, Jan 10, 2016
The differences that we have amazes me. Every time I'm with her, it's culture shock after every culture shock.
It was a crazy chase around London to just even know what her name was and understanding her was even harder because we grew up from two different worlds.
But the passion that drives her makes me sigh and those beautiful dark brown eyes of hers makes me want to drown in them.
"Daniel?" I smiled at her, suddenly remembering the first time my name rolled off of her tongue when she jumped off that cliff, and gave her a peck on her forehead.
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