Love Story pt.1.

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By Laurent.

I saw her at the station it was Saturday night. I stared at her and when she looked at me I was pretending I look around. She had that yellow dress She looked perfect. Then she turned to window just staring outside. Then she sat on a train, I followed every step she made and I felt like she's the one for me... I sat right next to her she was smelling so good. She didn't even noticed When I stared at her hair, she's so great... Suddenly the train stopped and she picked her bag she went outside, but she dropped her wallet. Inside of I found what's her name, where she lives, why do I care? I can't have her. I decided to return it to her. As I was getting closer to the doors my head was bouncing up and down, my legs were slowing me down, but I've manage to get the bell... So I rang one or twice I can't recall, oooh She opened the door. God, she was perfect. I said I found wallet you must have dropped it She ask :''How long did it take you to get it back?'' I stood shocked, it was like she left it on purpose, but I didn't know. ooh She invited me in it was like I was dreaming, I couldn't speak a word. When I entered her home she closed the doors, then I knew it all. She loves me

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