Nov 4, 2014, 10:29 PM  

The Pieces Don't Fit Here Anymore 

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There they stood. Both of them were frozen and just didn’t know what to say or what to do. Either thought they’d do something wrong so they just stared at the floor. She dared to look into his eyes. They were filled with pain and that broke her even more inside. She just wanted to go to him and hold him. But she knew that wouldn’t help in any way. It was all over now. There was nothing either one of them could do to salvage what they had once. Her hazel eyes were nothing but tears at that very moment. She was doing her best not to let those tears fall because she knew if he saw that, he couldn’t help but go and wipe them off. She didn’t want that. She didn’t want to make it any more painful.
That picturesque mind of hers was recalling all of their past moments, good and bad. There it was - the first date. Even then she knew she’d fall in love with him. Not knowing why but there was just something about his smile – so soothing. On that very first night as they were gazing at each other’ ...

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