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She was his past present and future. He just wished he could tell her. She was the reason he came into work every morning. She was unaware that he was usually late on her days off: his favourite part of the day would not occur, no need to rush. He arrived early every day in order to listen to her arrive; the sound of those absurd, impractical, almost inappropriate heels she insisted on wearing somehow added a happy beat to her already cheery voice, greeting all she saw as she made her way to his office. Then the sound would stop. Soon thereafter he'd hear his door open and only at the sound of his name would he look up. He could get used to seeing that smile first thing every morning; his day never truly began without it. It had been like that for years. Even when he still had Claire, there was something about Stella's morning greetings that just improved everything.
He never wanted it to end. He wanted her face to truly be the first thing he saw every morning, day in and day out. He was tired of waiting several hours for his day to start. He was tired of just showing her that he loved her. Never had he properly shown her anyway. "Actions speak louder than words" they said. But when you wanted to shout your love from the rooftops then act on that love there was no way that could be misconstrued. Actions alone were rarely enough. He wanted to assure her that always, forever, past the horizon of time he would be there for her. That he would be there for her, be what she needed, what she wanted. That nothing could ever stop him from loving her. That he would never cease loving her.
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Ok, one more to go! I won't make any promises regarding its appearance, seeing as I did not live up to my semi-promise of last weekend.
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