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Jeremy and SarahAll the pretty things in the world, and none compare to you.He saw her and he thought she was beautiful.She saw him and he struck her like a man strikes gold.She was the stars, but set on fire.He was the moon, cold and distant (to her).He had seen her several times before,Always the same.She hated that, the same.She wanted to be different.He tried so hard to fit in it hurt.The polo shirts squeezed his neck and clawed at his breath.The stilettos slaughtered her feet. All in the name of fashion.She was pretty.He was boring.Yet still intriguing.He hated that about himself.He had no intrigue.She was a time warp, love from five years much in the past.He was affectionate but love didn't exist.Somehow, they met.She was cool, he was ice.She was picture-perfect, he was tousled to precision.They fit just right.Yet nobody was who they were.Nobody was what they were.The game of hearts is short a deck.The love is gone.It never was.They never cared.They
TrackedThump, thump, thump, the only sound as my feet pound against the hard ground. Quickly, I glance behind me, ensuring I'm not being pursued. I'm safe. For now.Continuing to run, I attempt to look for shelter, somewhere to hide. Horrified, I realize it's already too late, the sound of following steps more proof than my weakened heart can handle.I don't need to turn around to know who's behind me. Who's following me. Suddenly, his face fills my mind, leaving a sickly sensation in the pit of my stomach. This is a face that I know far too well, a face I've gotten to know over the past seven years of my life. That dreadful day is still a vivid memory in my brain, absolutely unforgettable. I was young, carefree, and happy. I had been playing at the park, and then, without warning, he snatched me off the swings. So close to home, and yet I had never felt so far away. Instantly, I knew my old life was lost. He had me now.For the years that followed, I remained by his
JuxtaposeRainbows of light dance across the sky, tickling my face lighter than a dream. A slow, uneven smile crosses my lips, despite my efforts to maintain an unhappy demure. I let go of my apprehension and allow the grin to regain control over my visage. It feels good, to be smiling again. I take in my surroundings as if I had never seen green grass, and spin in a slow circle, attempting to take it all in. Its beautiful; I had never noticed before. My obliviousness makes me giggle, and before long, I am collapsed on the ground in a fit of laughter. Laughter
I mused. Its strange, I hadnt remembered what it was like. It felt rather pleasant, this strange mirth the outdoors had brought upon my frozen heart. I tried to remember what had brought about my catatonic state, but to no avail, until my brain finally hesitated before stating his name. His name brought on a sudden surge of icy coldness which felt as painful as a burning flame. I gasped, collapsing to