Every time I turned around he was there looking at me, with his amazing smile. We both lay down on the grass, as we stared at each other, passionately. His eyes were sparkling like the diamonds, no, like the stars I wish on every night.
I reached out to touch him, but than a storm came por and washed away my beautiful painting. Escaping the most flawless thing I had ever seen. The rain cleaned every ounce of beauty there was left.
I tried to cry, hoping if I prayed enough he would came back, but I couldn't. And then a large rain nuvem charged at me in full speed.
It started to rain on me as...
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