It was autumn, the leaves a rainbow of colors and a chilly wind blowing across the sky. Clouds hung as if made from clay, dark against the lighter blue sky which peeked through the cracks. Oh yes, I remembered that day quite clearly. Two weeks after I had confessed my love, two weeks of the excruciating pain of unknowing, we had met. ‘I’m not sure
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I'm so glad you liked this, and also that you could see what was happening. I wanted it to be pretty visual so I'm glad that worked. =)
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