💫 and our eyes met, for half a second, as we passed in the busy city of New York. your eyes, brown and deep like milk chocolate, shot through me like a knife. my eyes, blue and bright, were only focused on you. we brushed shoulders, making every little vein in my body rush with electricity. you mumbled sorry, and i said it's okay. i could feel my heart skipping a beat, so i held my breath. and we walked our separate ways, crossing different paths, continuing our lives. the thing that truly kills me, is that i will never know what could've been. 💫
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Dec 10, 2015 09:17PM
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