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August 12, 2009
The Perfect Moment.

I smile as the wind blows my hair from behind, landing a single strand of hair on my cheek. You take it into your fingers and push it behind my ear, making me feel like I’m in Heaven. I bite my lip gently, looking down at the gray cement. I can’t imagine anything more perfect in my head. I look back into your crystal clear blue eyes, and I whisper, “I love you, Collin.” I know that people run away when you say they love them, but I’m willing to take that risk. Slowly, he whispered back, “And I love you, too, Angela.” I could feel the widest smile I have ever made before on my face, taking a step closer to you. I gently place my lips onto yours, making the kiss turning into a passionate one. I could feel your lips are stunned by the sudden touch, but you slowly close your eyes like I am doing with mine. Fireworks blow in my head, feeling the sparks that I have always dreamed of having. After all they’ve been threw, they made it.