I met her that day. She spoke to me, her voice was like cold. She smiled, it was beautiful. She was dangerous. I never saw a girl like her. Her eyes were dark but it felt as though she could see me ... I wanted to ask her name but it felt like I was frozen . She smiled mischievously ... she came close .
Ian
She was different
Ian
We got to know each other, she became everything to me and i knew i love her
Ian
We fought together and i kissed her
Ian
But then
Ian
something changed
Ian
she saved me and had to go with a friend
Ian
I became weak ... i needed her. i depended on her
Ian
She was like a violet rose ...no not a rose ...
Ian
some would see her as strong but to me she was fragile not fragile like a rose, fragile like a bomb
Ian
but when she touched me i was the guy who exploded
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