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"No," I answered honestly, "I don't feel like that anymore."
You had let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness for that."
Before I could say anything else, you got a message on your phone, which beeped with a pleasant sound. You stared at the screen, while I stared at your beautiful face, ethereally illuminated by the blue light of your mobile phone.
I was then hit the sudden realisation that I was madly in love with you. And it wasn't just because of your pulchritudinous face.
Of course, the good-looks definitely helped, but I would've loved you just the same, regardless.
It was because of you as a whole, be it the way you smile and laugh, the way the little mole near your eyes crinkles when you're happy, but most importantly, the way you treat me, as if I were the most precious thing to you, as if I were a fragile china doll, that requires nothing but utmost respect and care.
My glass may have broken, and become sand again, but, with your help and guidance, that sand could again become glass.
A piece of glass much beautiful and enchanting than it had ever been before.
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