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It was simple. Falling in love with him was. It was the simplest thing you had ever done.
You just had to have him fall for you too. Even if you didn't know he already had.
He was helplessly devoted to you. To only you.
Forever you.
Always only you.
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Your love was brutal. Taking up everything, clouding you both. Pulling you guys into a cloud, a place of your own.
Only seeing each other. No one else.
Spending nights together, too afraid to cross the line into what comes next, unknowing if the other felt it too. It was too real not to feel though.
You guys spent time together in a helpless daze. Both orbiting each other. You guys were each other's world.
You were his everything.
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It wasn't shocking when he asked you to prom. Even though it was said to be a "friendly hangout."
But he knew it wasn't. At this time, at seeing you in your dress, he knew it. He knew that he loved you.
He would forever, and always, love you.
As you guys made your way into the gym, as it was dark, streamers everywhere, he held you gently, too afraid to let go. Too afraid to hold on too hard.
Your guys song was playing.
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He asked you to dance. Hoping, praying, begging that you would say yes. Take his hand. Choose him.