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Nov 2017
Him. It all starts with him.
When I first met him it was just another meaningless introduction to a stranger. No other thoughts rose about him, not even remberance of his eye color.
When being around him once again I remember slowly noticing him, seeing him. I firsted noticed his sense of humor, making me laugh, forgetting things for a moment that were once consuming. He seemed to have little to no cares, which to me was a breath of fresh air.
Oh my, this is when it started. Like a tornado that just touched down, I was a goner. More and more time we spent I felt myself growing attached, but being me I thought this has to pass. My guard can’t come down, just to be built back up from the ground. But like a great warrior, he broke through that barrier. Deeper and deeper to this day I fall for him. ill go on this little journey I didn’t expect, I still hope tho this warrior I let in gives me no regrets.
ashley
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