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Whatever is Meant to Be Will Work Out Perfectly

How could i have ever allowed myself to be angry with him? He kissed me softly on the lips then pulled away and stared at me with those crystal clear blue eyes of his. Oh how I had longed to feel his presence and warmth once again. I had dreamt of this moment ever since the day we were forced to say goodbye to eachother.

Could this be really happening?
Could he really be standing right there in front of me?

There was so much that i wanted to say to him, but where do I begin? At this point it didn’t completly matter to me what he had to say about what he had done or what I felt I had to say to clear things up between us. No, right now, in this one moment in my life I finally felt like it was time to enjoy this ignorant bliss. To just allow myself to succumb to his embrace, and for once to just close my eyes and let whatever is meant to be work out perfectly.

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