50 Reasons I Love You || l.s. short story

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Your heart

It's fragile but has the strength of a billion bullets. Every time it has been broken, it was also put back together. But with someone else's hands, with your own.

My love got in because there were tiny cracks. And now, there's none. No cracks, no fears, no nothing that'd ever hurt your alluring heart.

Not while I protect it. And I'll be protecting it forever.