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Sometimes you walk past a pretty girl on the street there’s something beyond beauty in her face something warm and smart and inviting and in the three seconds you h
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| ehtes dodano: 27 czerwca 2013 |
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Sometimes you walk past a pretty girl on the street there’s something beyond beauty in her face, something warm and smart and inviting, and in the three seconds you have to look at her, you actually fall in love, and in those moments, you can actually know the taste of her kiss, the feel of her skin against yours, the sound of her laugh, how she’ll look at you and make you whole. And then she’s gone, and in the five seconds afterwards, you mourn her loss with more sadness than you’ll ever admit to.
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| ehtes dodano: 27 czerwca 2013 |
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They told me that to make her fall in love I had to make her laugh. But everytime she laughs I’m the one who falls in love.
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| ehtes dodano: 27 czerwca 2013 |
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You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love her, because you don’t destroy the person that you love.
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| ehtes dodano: 27 czerwca 2013 |
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I miss everything. I miss talking to her, hearing about her day. I miss her voice all gravelly and smoky, I miss hearing her laugh, I miss getting her letters, writing her letters. I miss her eyes, and the smell of her hair, and the way her breath tasted. I fucking miss everything. I miss knowing she was around, because it helped me to know that she was around, someone like her existed. I guess most of all, I miss knowing I would see her again. I always thought I’d see her again.
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