The feeling was almost instant. I looked into his eyes and what was there was uncertainty, the uncertainty of where this love would take us. It was scary, and unknown and beautiful, oh so beautiful.
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The Art of Mending A Broken Heart
Short StoryI don't think it's about finding myself as much as it is about remaking myself. I had been this girl for awhile, and then I started changing. Heading in a new direction blindfolded. I think it's time to take the blindfold off and create myself with...
