Prolougue

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As I walked through the doors of the school on my first day of grade 12, I see him with his friends standing by the gym doors. He is so perfect. The way his blond hair falls infront of his eyes. The way he flicks his head to get the hair out of his eyes. The way his eyes shimmer in the sun. The way his smile makes me melt inside. How his jersey hugs his body perfectly. He is so generous and kind. So caring and thoughtful. And I know that he was never supposed to mean so much to me. I was never supposed to fall so hard. But I did, and thats the truth I cannot deny. I love him but he will never love me. How could someone so perfect like him, fall for someone imperfect like me?  I have loved him since day one. As I walk past the gym doors to get to my locker, I cannot help but melt when he smiles that perfect smile at me. He is my all. My everything.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 31, 2014 ⏰

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