He was sweet.
He was funny.
He was cute.
He smiled and my heart skipped a beat.
We walked and laughed and wished upon stars.
He told me a secret that I promised not to tell.
For that moment sitting in my bed, heart pounding contently, I was the happiest I had ever been.
That moment ended.
Like a shooting star or a beautiful sunset it was a glimpse of him.
A beautiful moment.
Before I realized it he had broken the heart that I willingly gave to him.
And like that, the moment ended.
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