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Two years have passed since the last time I have seen her smile. It was a beautiful smile that could light up any world at any time. But all of that changed when she left. I mean it's not like I couldn't expect it. I wasn't the best boyfriend in the world. I didn't spend time with her because I was always working. But in all ways I loved her. She was my best friend and my lover. She had beautiful long brown hair that glistened in the sunlight. Eyes that sparkled in the sunlight and if you looked closely enough it looked like he skin glittered. Her name was Bella and she died 5 years ago.
