With those killer looks and charming smile my first crush walked in my heart. I remember the day we first held hands; it sang the song of love. Days went, nights passed and things changed. His brother is my love today. Should I go back in the past and hold his hands? No way.
This Post is written for Day#13 of NaBloPoMo which challenges you to a blog post every single day in November. This is a great opportunity to publish posts daily, meet other bloggers, and try something new.
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