It's Okay

It's Okay

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There was once this girl named Toy. Now she wasn't perfect but to this one boy she was. This boy who saw her when she didn't even know he existed. Although he didnt know when it started, he found his's eyes always finding her's. And before he knew it he fell in love with her. Not with the way she looked even thought to him she was the most beautiful person he have ever seen. But with the way she cared for her friends, the way she smiled, the way she had everything fingered out or so he thought. little did he know she didn't have eveything fingered out. She just didnt. But he might never know this because he was afraid that she wouldn't like the man he sees in the mirror. The man that have a past that will follow him to his's grave. A past that left scars. He was so afraid he tried to stay away. But who would of thought there paths would cross at Starbucks. When she dumped all of hisStarbucks on his white shirt. I wonder if he will find out she wasnt what he thought but better? Or wil
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I look up at him, his face nothing but a hazy memory. His head is tilted down towards me and I think about how odd it must be for him too. If we kissed, would we find each other's lips? Would it be as natural as breathing? He's mere inches from me and just the presence of his body is suffocating. I don't even have to see his face to know how well he makes my body react. Goosebumps trickling down my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck rising like sunflowers facing the sun. It's as if I can really see his face. His features and the looks he gives. It's so familiar, so in-tune with me, that I feel like I've always seen it. I can feel his eyes set on me, my figure under his gaze. I can feel the tension in the air and I'm not even sure if I'm breathing. "That necklace around your neck," he scoffs. "What about it?" I ask, my voice low. "I've seen it every single time I've seen you and it drives me insane. It's the one thing I can see below your face." Something clicks into place for me. The puzzle pieces align, and I feel alive. "Then take it off and put your hand there, I can wear that instead," I grin. __ Scarlett Moore. A university student trying to make it past the struggles of life, friends, and a love life labeled hell. But to her aid, a man from her dreams clouds her mind and a little too much of her heart. Every night he visits her, comforting her from a cruel world and harsh realities. The life she lives with him in her sleep becoming a little too real. Just how attached is she to a man who isn't even real? What happens when she can't tell the difference between a memory and a fantasy? __

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