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Love - affection and tenderness felt by lovers
What is love, you ask?
"You really want my opinion?" I ask
He nods, a faint smile on his lips.
"Well," I take a deep breath, "Love is… like pain, sort of unbearable, but in a good way. I don't know, really."
He nods as if in understanding. His eyes dance across mine.
"It's like a little claw gripping your heart. It's dragging you towards that person, but you don't want to, because you don't want to hurt yourself." I say, and I see him nod.
And then he nods, I see my cue to go onto something else.
"You know… there's something I want to tell you." I say, looking at him.
He looks back, his sapphire eyes looking into mine. I slowly get up, walking over to him.
"I… I love you." I whisper, afraid for denial.
He stares at me, searching my face. And then his eyes closed, he gets up, and he stands in front of me. I crane my head up, because I had forgotten how tall he was.
"Don't worry," He whispers, laying a hand on my cheek, "I love you, Allen." And then he presses his lips to mine.
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