I threw my bag on the couch and crashed into bed as I came home pissed off. I gently closed my eyes. I couldn't stop those tears rolling down towards my cheekbones, then chin and finally on the bed. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I thought about the moments we had spent together and how he cared for me. I woke up and made coffee for myself and sat in front of the window looking at the colorful butterflies flying from here to there, the falling flowers and the astonishing view. It reminded me of him. He was as beautiful and subtle as the sight. It reminded me of our first encounter. Those concrete jaws and defined cheekbones were to die for. He had those almond shaped sea rover-blue eyes with bristly eyebrows. He had worn a red and white stripped t-shirt with blue jeans. It had perfectly matched with the fair skin of his. "Hey!" he said with a deep voice as he passed through me. An earthy smell swirled around him. The tantalizing aroma of citrus and coriander filled my heart with delight. I couldn't resist looking at him. I turned back and watched him as he went inside the principal's office. I just hoped he was a fresher.
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Falling For Him
General FictionStanding beside his hospital bed, she looked at him remorsefully. Both their eyes were full of tears and heart filled with regrets. At that moment, they both knew they were trying to find the souls that they once fell in love with. A bewildering sto...
