Brown&plaid shirt,brown leggings and a flower patterned handbag kept on her shoulder as she walked to his place. The fresh spring air, tossled her hair.Filled with diverse emotions caused her to stumble on her own two feet, although stumbling over her feet was nothing new to her.
Excited, relieved,confused, frightened yet confident. but the strongest feeling, butterflies. Butterflies in your stomach are generally refered to when a person is in love, she had never thought of that before. She had anticipated this moment for three long months. Doesn't seem long, but when you are given false hope and promises sworn to be kept, she just wanted it to be over. He had been away for some time, which to her felt as if it was an eternity.
What occured prior to this day did not matter, it was a new start for the both of them. As the door slowly opened, her heart began to race, her hands cold, she looked up and couldn't help but smile. "Come here" he said, " I don't get a hug?" She was speechless. They spoke about how life was treating them. How much they missed eachother, and how much he wanted them to work. He sat on his stoop, pulled her towards her, face to face he slowly placed his head under her neck and wrapped his arms around her waist. She ran her fingers on his head looked at him and kissed his forehead. Like that, they stood for quite some time. This to her, meant the world.
What occured after this, now, does not matter, nor what occured prior. This moment is the only one she tries to remember. Although they have both moved on, he will always be that one guy that she thinks of when someone mentions the word love.
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