That Summer I met HIm

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persons living or dead

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thing with that fairytale glow. The sweet breeze blew. The kids walking hand in hand as they ate their ice cream sort of

ab the handle of the bicycle and watch him as he make his way towards me. I do not know why I feel nervous. A trickle of sweat drip on the side of my face, my he

vù, like it was our

gether. I glared at him as he got up, He didn't even of

Not noticing me. Not

am delusional right now thinking of seeing him as a ghost. Or seeing him, ali

the bicycle and turn to face him. I remove the helmet tha

id has now bloom into a very beautiful god. My eyes held his blue eyes. His eyelashes are so long that it brushes his cheek every time he blinks. His nose w

e likes of you are not my type. You have the body of a little girl and that doesn't impress me much. Good day." He wink at me befor

hollow thump and a pronounced groan. His hands made his way to the back of his head as he turn and face me

y as he ran after me. This was like before. Thi