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Love Lost 2


During my freshman year I met a lovely lady. She was light skinned and her figure looked like a curved sculpture. It was like God took more time to create her. I used to compliment her and we became friends. However, because of my timid nature I did not express my love for her (I am still questioning myself  what would have happened if she was by my side right now).
I had decided to live my life without regrets, but I guess we cannot all be perfect.
Her beauty was out of this world. Whenever I saw her I would stammer. At times I would say things that would put her off. I would walk behind her and be amazed by her rocking hips (and like any other man have 'visions'). Her chest was bursting out from the tight bras she wore. If my university allowed some dressings, I would have died a wonderful death because of her radiance.
I always dreamt of her, and always said hi whenever I could. She sort of knew it and like most of the ladies today pretended she was not interested. However, it was not my best of days so whenever she ignored me, I ignored back.
Like all good girls gone bad, she started changing her company and got involved with the hardcore. Being soft, I could not join the club so I looked for others.
Months went by, semesters dragged on and assignments and exams went through the roof. I changed with time, became more confident, more 'mature'. Then I met her again.

Her face was wrinkled, and her smile had lost its luster. She had large spots on her face and she wore baggy clothes. I was shocked to see her, but I always opened my arms to hug her and I was never going to change. She gave me a peck on the cheek and I have never seen her since.

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