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I feel her breath around me as I slowly get up in the morning, she is so beautiful when she sleeps. The soft smell of her shampoo hits my nose, and the aroma overcomes me. I see her and she softly breathes in, and then out, and it feels like everything is going to be okay.
It's times like this I wonder what I did to become so lucky. To be able to say that the most beautiful girl in the world loves me. How I can be able to look into her beautiful pools of blue and see the world. How I can honestly say that I would die for her, I would kill for her, just so she wouldn't have to feel any ounce of pain, in discomfort in this world.

As I ponder my thoughts, I think of the day that started this eternity of internal bliss. I was the nerdy little boy in the back of class, and she was the popular girl, who had a million guys swooning over her. Thinking of this makes me wonder why in the world she chose me.
When the bell rang to go to the next class, I got out of there before anyone could make, or poke fun at the way I dressed. I accidentally ran into her as I walked out.
"O I'm so sorry," She said even though it was clearly my fault. She bent down to help me pick up the stuff I was carrying, including my Fantastic Four comic book. "O my gosh," She said, and I thought that she was clearly going to make fun of me. "I love the Fantastic four," She said.
"You do," I asked surprised.
"Well don't tell anyone I am supposed to like boy bands like the Osmond's, not that I don't like them, but I like a variety of things you know?" She said.
"Okay your secrets safe with me," I managed to get out.
"Well I'll see you around," She said.
"You can come over and I could show you the rest of my Fantastic four comic books," I said trying not to sound too nerdy.
"Well I'm busy tonight, what about next week?" She said, I couldn't believe my ears.
"Okay," I mumbled.
"Well bye I got to go," She said waving as she caught up with her then boyfriend.

Over the next few years she came over and looked at my comic book collection. Then one day she broke up with her boyfriend.
"So what's up Sam," She said.
"O nothing you?" I asked.
"Nothing just broke up with my boyfriend," She shrugged.
"Really," I asked not wanting to sound to excited.
"Yeah I did," She shrugged again.
"Why?" I asked trying not to sound to nosy.
"Because he found out about me and you, and he kept on making fun of me for it," She said. "I said that if he wasn't going

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