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I loved . . . in a way that was new and profound . . . and deeply passionate.
I loved . . . in a sense that overpowered all of my senses . . . that left me feeling cold and hot . . . that made me smell and touch everything about you. My senses came alive just like everything else came alive when I was with you.
I loved . . . in a blessed way . . . a way that left me reeling from these new awakened feelings, a way that I knew could never last . . .
I loved in way that was destined to fail. I loved you.
- by momo the momi |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 11/04/2008 |
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- Title: I loved . . .
- Artist: momo the momi
- Description: A very fluff discription of loving and then loosing somebody. A reflection if you will. It's very short but I'd love to write more. Please comment.
- Date: 11/04/2008
- Tags: ilovedreflection
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Comments (1 Comments)
- RamonaFlow3rs - 11/12/2008
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I liked it, but your description was misspelled in many ways, which was disappointing.
Overall, a decent piece; but practice helps.
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