Here, Fridays were dedicated to the two Bs–Beach and Boats.
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It was a completely new feeling for me–like someone had just released a million, tiny butterflies loose in my stomach, and they were feverishly flying up into my head and making me lose my mind.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterflies butterfly-weeds
A smitten smile unexpectedly shot across my face, and I quickly hid it as best I could–purely out of habit. Will Stephens doesn’t get smitten smiles.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterfly-weeds
See, I’m in love with the person you can never outrun. I’m in love with you.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterfly-weeds
Perfect love was that kind of love that made no sense but made everything else make sense somehow. It was raw and unscripted, turbulent and slightly unpredictable.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterfly-weeds
I loved you too much to lose you twice.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterfly-weeds
Dreams would always end with you, and then mornings would steal you away with a cruelty that haunted my days.
Laura MillerMots clés love dreams butterfly-weeds
There is a perfect someone, even if the road to that someone isn’t all that perfect.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterfly-weeds
I had found him again, and with him, my world had become completely unwound. It was messy and impulsive, naïve and irrational, and somehow, right again.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterfly-weeds
Somewhere in between the beginning and eternity, I fought the war that we all must fight–the journey that in taking, forces us to come face to face with our own realities.
Laura MillerMots clés love butterfly-weeds
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