Loving a Shitty Four Eyed

Loving a Shitty Four Eyed

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We're the puzzle I can't fix. A million pieces still missing. When I look at you and me. I still can't tell what this is. But it is out of my control. Love's a hole you said you don't want to fall in, but you keep falling. ********** The copying, uploading, and electronic sharing of any part of this story without the permission of the publisher, constitute unlawful piracy and thief to the author's intellectual property. If you would like to use material from story (other than review purposes), prior written permission must be obtained by contacting the publisher or the author of the story. Thank you for your support of the author's right. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places, or incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places or person, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Genre: Romance, Humor, Slice of Life, Drama Published by: Hunnie18 2016*
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There are moments in life so small, so ordinary, that you barely notice when everything changes. A glance held a little too long. A laugh that feels different in your chest. A touch that lingers. She became my best friend, my constant. Late-night calls, endless adventures, secrets whispered into the dark. It was always easy with her, natural. Safe. But somewhere between laughter and promises, something shifted. I didn't know it at first-not really. I just knew that when she smiled, it felt like the sun had chosen me. That when she cried, it hurt more than my own heartbreaks. That when she was near, the world made a little more sense. This is the story of how we found each other-not as we were, but as we were meant to be. From friends, to lovers, and somewhere even deeper than that. Because sometimes, the greatest love stories start with a simple truth: it was always you.

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