Campfire Story

Saving my heart - Romance
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May 11, 2008 08:56 AM Introduction
Kooterbobette started with:
I missed his eyes. The ones that would seem to go right through you. The dark beautiful eyes that belonged to the one that loved me. The ones I wanted to see again.
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May 14, 2008 04:44 PM Entry #1
I slapped his picture face down on my beside table, to avoid his inviting stare. Missing him didn't help me move on and I needed to. I had to accept that he was gone and wasn't coming back. Tears sprung up again but I refused to acknowledge them. I had cried enough over the last few weeks and wouldn't waste perfectly good tears on someone like him. He didn't deserve them after what he'd done.
Jun 06, 2008 01:32 AM Entry #2
rbouncha wrote:
But this feeling won't go away. my heart remains sad and lonely. His touch and smile with those lingering eyes will always haunt me. How will I ever love again.
Jan 27, 2012 02:39 PM Entry #3
JmlB wrote:
I remember that lazy sunday afternoon sitting on the front porch, watching the locals go back and forth.The cool smell of a beautiful summer breeze drifting me into my thoughts. Then across the pathway my eyes met his gaze. The first time I saw his big dark brown eyes pulling me in to his world. 
But much had changed since then, he wasn't the same innocent boy with that same cheeky look on his face I gave my heart to all those years ago. Tears started to roll down my face and I felt my throat start to close up. Even just thinking about him made me know it would never be the same again. I loved him but I knew he wasn't coming back. This time I was sure.
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