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Jun 2020
There was something about him that was difficult to put down into words,
She didnt know when she fell for him,
Was it at 5am in the gym,
Or was it during one of those sunrises they stayed up to watch together,
Was it along those miles they walked by the sea on that Sunday morning as he showed her all his dreams,
Or maybe it was when he held her every time she cried.

Oh no, he was nothing like the man she had dreamt of but slowly all those expectations had changed,
He was so imperfectly perfect,
That she fell for him,
But then all things that fall....break
Dont they?
So did she.
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