The other day, I saw the girl I had fallen in love with, holding hands with a stranger. She had found nothing special in me. But that guy had been able to woo her into submission. She liked everything about him. His tall lanky features, his high cheekbones, his dark complexion, muscular body, his shining smile... she had hopelessly fallen in love with the prince. And I was not in the picture... still I would keep on gazing at her! wonder when she would turn her eyes towards me. One glance... at least once... all I needed was just one loving glance from her. And I waited just for that. And then... it was there.. the glance for which I had been waiting impatiently, but where? oh where was love? All that I saw was disgust, contempt and fire in those beautiful eyes, eyes which had melted my heart a zillion times, those eyes once again hit me hard. This time, though, the heart did not melt, there was a cracking sound and it broke!
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