Infatuation is a curious thing
Infatuation is a curious thing [fiction]
Forever coloured in my mind by a vast palette of emotions, Iāll never forget the first time I saw her. Infatuation is a curious thing. Love at first sight is not relevant, even awe is neither here nor there. Was it shock? Did her beauty astound me? Was I transfixed by the way she held herself? Perhaps her dark shifting eyes, which held my gaze for what felt like hours but was actually mereā¦
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