Words Left Unspoken

Words Left Unspoken

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"He was the sun and I was the moon. He would keep me warm on the coldest of days, and his sea green eyes would light up my soul. My entire universe revolved around him. And no matter what I would be feeling...about him or about anything, I knew that I couldn't run away from him. Even in my darkest days he was there. Maybe not in person, but in my mind his voice was always speaking to me. He was beautiful inside and out. He took my breath away yet he was the only thing in the world that could fill my lungs with air. There were lots of questions in our relationship. Does he like me too?...Am I crazy for wanting to be more than friends?..., but one thing was absolutely clear to me. I was completely and hopelessly in love with him. " *Not a full story, just short diary entry type chapters*
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Anneliese

Anneliese is an empathetic, outgoing young woman who has struggled finding a safe place to express herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He is direct and prefers to keep to himself. Even an isolated man by choice can't withstand Anneliese's pull. Gravitating towards her, he manages to bring her a sense of comfort to the new beginnings in life. Not all beginnings are as true as they let off and lies can only last so long. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

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