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for him,
for the boy with the hot chocolate coloured eyes that made me feel just as warm inside when i looked at them. his eyes were the shiny brown eyes that made you feel safe every-time you gazed into them, even if it was just for a second. starry brown eyes that lit up and turned a honeycomb colour when he passionately talked about things he loved; the piano, constellations and his dog.
for the boy with mousy brown hair that naturally curled near the front, making it look like tiny waves gracing his forehead. ( similar to the ones he loved to watch at the beach. ) his hair that was usually kept messy due to the many times a day he ran his hand through it, a nervous habit he had developed through the years.
for the boy made of stars with the ability to naturally make anyone and everyone feel welcome. the boy with the old-soul who believed in chivalry, romance and loved the beatles. every-time he opened his rosebud lips, honey and lemonade dripped from them as he radiated positivity ( he was put on this earth to love! )
although, he didn't love me ( but that's old news. )
