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Friendship is Love; We are all loved

FRIENDSHIP IS LOVE; WE ARE ALL LOVED



A photo that reads, someone in this world cares deeply about you, you are loved



My bosom surrenders to his mighty hands as we move on from our intense cuddling to him adorning my body. As my hand's fumble on his soft curly hair and his thigh swingle against mine, all I can think of is how badly I want him now and for the rest of my life.  The way he craves for me is flattering, how he stares into my eyes while professing his love for me, makes it certain that truly, I have found the love of my life, the man of my dreams. Words can not explain the ecstasy, the mixture of the perfect moment and love at its peak, if I am to make a wish upon the stars, it will be for the night to never end, for the morning sun to never set as this is my bending moment. 

Brrrrrrngggg brrrrnnnnngggggggg. 

Jennifer jumps up from her bed to realize that she was having one of those dreams again. She looks at the time, checks the caller ID on her phone, and groans, it is an unknown number. She turns off her phone, tossed it by her bedside, falls back on her bed and covers her face with her blanket.
She begins to cry. 

I need to try to get my life together, I can not keep living like this she tells herself. 

She struggles to get out of her bed but stumbles on the pile of ice cream cups and pizza cartons, this makes her cry even more.

I loved him with all my heart, I did everything for him, he told me he loved me and that we would be together forever but he lied to me. I do not think I can live without him, I have tried so hard. It has been a month now since I last saw him or heard from him, regardless of my countless effort to reach out to him. I have been miserable ever since, I keep dreaming of our last moment together, how can I ever be fine O God, I truly thought he loved me. what do I do? 

She cries over and over and over again, unable to control the tears when finally a knock on the door is heard. 

It must be my the pizza guy, she says to herself, with a worn out and inaudible voice.
 
She tries to get on her shaky feet and slowly walks to the door. To her surprise, it is her best friend, who has been out of the country for 7 years now. 
Jennifer threw her arms around her, gave a really long sigh and said 

'I AM NOT ALONE AFTERALL, I AM LOVED' 
                                                   
                                                       A photo that helps us realize that we are all loved
                                                                                                                                 GABS

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