When she first saw him, she was blown away. Not by the fact that his eyes froze time, that his smile was the most beautiful, or that he was the closest thing to perfection she'd ever laid eyes upon, but the fact he was looking at her. and when he spoke to her, his voice as soft as anything, he meant the words he said. he was true and honest and ever so beautiful.
then, beyond what she thought was possible, it got even better. why you ask?
as they were sitting in the middle of that wintery day, he reached across the table and held her hands. they were instantly warm. her whole body was. she barely knew him and she already knew she could love him.
he held her at night when her tears fell, he suprised her with her favourite flowers, he knew whenever she was upset, and kissed her until she was okay.
and she knew this would all end one day, she wasn't naiive. she just didn't see him fading anytime soon.
and then, distance took him away from her.
she's left empty.
she still thinks about him.
everyday, infact.
she just wishes right now that she could reach out and hold him and never let go.
but she has lost him.
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I don't understand why we are made to feel this way.
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