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N had a metaphorical hole in her heart. Nothing seemed to fill the void. But that one day, when she had met the most beautiful woman on the planet, things changed.
They went out to eat and to her surprise, they were about to order the same thing. Fettucini. Give or take the chicken. She was going to order the Lemon Italian Ice too, but decided not to be a copycat. (Lol!)
There was something about this girl. She was amazing. N knew she was falling for her. She was afraid for the worst. Something made her feel that she would never see this beautiful girl again. But this girl. Oh my god. This girl took away her fears. Made her love again. Feelings she thought were long dead, were back. She felt alive. Electric.
Parting was so painful. Like a part of N was dying. But she knew, in her heart of hearts, that she needed to see this girl again. And she would wait as long as it took.
Copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
N had a metaphorical hole in her heart. Nothing seemed to fill the void. But that one day, when she had met the most beautiful woman on the planet, things changed.
They went out to eat and to her surprise, they were about to order the same thing. Fettucini. Give or take the chicken. She was going to order the Lemon Italian Ice too, but decided not to be a copycat. (Lol!)
There was something about this girl. She was amazing. N knew she was falling for her. She was afraid for the worst. Something made her feel that she would never see this beautiful girl again. But this girl. Oh my god. This girl took away her fears. Made her love again. Feelings she thought were long dead, were back. She felt alive. Electric.
Parting was so painful. Like a part of N was dying. But she knew, in her heart of hearts, that she needed to see this girl again. And she would wait as long as it took.
Copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
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