But in real life that is not his heart still gets upset when he sees it, she is still mad dry lips and your breath. She shudders when he touches and sometimes whispers his name very low whisper that he can always hear. That kind of love there ... even she never thought, until that day on he took a class and found him forever. And now give his life for him. Because these things do not matter, because in the end has found, that person whose face fits in the palm of your hand.
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thousand years later, she, staring at the honey in their eyes, wondering if you still love, and if you still go there forever but appear to be? Look at the honey in their eyes, touches her soft skin, messy hair and the answer is spoken in a breath, he, as always, hear. "I," replied .
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These things do not exist, love is not easy. Except in fiction ... No one dislike a bit of unreality.
* And maybe
hope (shut up)
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