Love Blind
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Última publicación mar, ene 3, 2017
"I touched her hand
and color filled
the sky but when I asked
her if she saw the same she
lied and told me yes."
Yesterday was completely crazy, this dude in my class grabbed my hand and started rambling on about how he could see different shades that weren't black and white When our hands touched. I had no clue what he was talking about, something his parents had told him then, something else about being his soulmate. Still confused on that part but, he dragged me outside after class with his friends like a frantic puppy. once outside he took me on a wild trip with his friends. now me and his group of friends are running from the cops and I keep seeing flashes of these brights shades When this girl and I touch. Sounds kinds like what he was talking about but, whatever it's not like in gay or anything.
(So this is going off that Tumblr prompt that when you touch your soulmate you finally quit seeing in black and white and you see in color)
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