Forms Of Love Al hugged his childhood friend, Caroline, tight. His hand trailed to her chin and lifted up her head so they would look eye to eye. Her eyes were red and puffy, her cheeks were burned from her fallen tears. Al kissed right under Caroline's right eye and whispered in her ear, "don't cry, my love..." his soft lip connected with her's and they stayed like that. They didn't want to let go of each other for all eternity. This is true love. A girl wants a guy like this. Not a jerk. <3
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