April's  Love

April's Love

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I slowly looked away only to ignore his gorgeous looks but I couldn't. I felt the warm touch of his hand and slowly turned back around. I keep my head down but theres nothing to it. He curves his finger and puts it under my chin then slowly brings my head up. I stop. The light feeling of his warm hand is up against me and I lost it, I gaze at his light green eyes. Finally, I fail holding it in. My cheeks blush a daker red but still a little light, my eyes water up till they cant hold any more. The salty tears run down my cheek I lose control of my emotion. There is no way he can talk or try to clear anything up he knew he was wrong for his ways. He dare not say a word he kept his eyes down. He pointed to the dark blue truck turned back at me and smiled. I rustled through my empty purse acting like I was searching for something while I thought. Suddenly I slowly got up and carefully looked at his eyes and his baby face. My heart melted how could I stay mad but I did.
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