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But... I should go...

EROS

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Jazz hummed in the smoky bar. I was lost in the music when she arrived, a slow, inevitable pull like the rising moon. Silver dress clinging like moonlight, dark hair shimmering like a moonlit sea. Her dark eyes met mine, a silent invitation. Her smile, like the moon breaking through clouds, drew me in. Up close, she was ethereal, otherworldly.
"You look lost," she whispered.
"I was. Until you arrived."
"Perhaps you're under a spell," she murmured. "The moon enchants."
We talked for hours, her words weaving magic. As the night ended, she leaned closer, but in her eyes, I saw sadness, loneliness. She was like the moon: beautiful, but distant. Moonlight could deceive.
"The night is beautiful," I said, "but I should go."
Disappointment flickered in her eyes. "Perhaps another night."
Outside, the moon seemed to smile, a reminder of the fleeting magic. I wouldn't forget her, the girl like moonlight, but some spells are best left unbroken.

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Jazz hummed in the smoky bar. I was lost in the music when she arrived, a slow, inevitable pull like the rising moon. Silver dress clinging like moonlight, dark hair shimmering like a moonlit sea. Her dark eyes met mine, a silent invitation. Her smile, like the moon breaking through clouds, drew me in. Up close, she was ethereal, otherworldly.
"You look lost," she whispered.
"I was. Until you arrived."
"Perhaps you're under a spell," she murmured. "The moon enchants."
We talked for hours, her words weaving magic. As the night ended, she leaned closer, but in her eyes, I saw sadness, loneliness. She was like the moon: beautiful, but distant. Moonlight could deceive.
"The night is beautiful," I said, "but I should go."
Disappointment flickered in her eyes. "Perhaps another night."
Outside, the moon seemed to smile, a reminder of the fleeting magic. I wouldn't forget her, the girl like moonlight, but some spells are best left unbroken.

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The last moment was painful. Don't worry, the moon will be visible in your sky again.love-romantic.gif*A_AICS
 
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Jazz hummed in the smoky bar. I was lost in the music when she arrived, a slow, inevitable pull like the rising moon. Silver dress clinging like moonlight, dark hair shimmering like a moonlit sea. Her dark eyes met mine, a silent invitation. Her smile, like the moon breaking through clouds, drew me in. Up close, she was ethereal, otherworldly.
"You look lost," she whispered.
"I was. Until you arrived."
"Perhaps you're under a spell," she murmured. "The moon enchants."
We talked for hours, her words weaving magic. As the night ended, she leaned closer, but in her eyes, I saw sadness, loneliness. She was like the moon: beautiful, but distant. Moonlight could deceive.
"The night is beautiful," I said, "but I should go."
Disappointment flickered in her eyes. "Perhaps another night."
Outside, the moon seemed to smile, a reminder of the fleeting magic. I wouldn't forget her, the girl like moonlight, but some spells are best left unbroken.

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Beautiful n sensible...
 
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Jazz hummed in the smoky bar. I was lost in the music when she arrived, a slow, inevitable pull like the rising moon. Silver dress clinging like moonlight, dark hair shimmering like a moonlit sea. Her dark eyes met mine, a silent invitation. Her smile, like the moon breaking through clouds, drew me in. Up close, she was ethereal, otherworldly.
"You look lost," she whispered.
"I was. Until you arrived."
"Perhaps you're under a spell," she murmured. "The moon enchants."
We talked for hours, her words weaving magic. As the night ended, she leaned closer, but in her eyes, I saw sadness, loneliness. She was like the moon: beautiful, but distant. Moonlight could deceive.
"The night is beautiful," I said, "but I should go."
Disappointment flickered in her eyes. "Perhaps another night."
Outside, the moon seemed to smile, a reminder of the fleeting magic. I wouldn't forget her, the girl like moonlight, but some spells are best left unbroken.

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Some beauty, like moonlight, is fleetingmeant to be admired, not held. Walking away was hard, but some spells are best left unbroken. You’ll remember her, the girl like moonlight, forever just out of reach.
 
Sometimes imaginations look more real . Fantastic. Keep it up . :cool:
Thanks... :)
Yeah... True. But this is kind of 50-50... Imagination is 50% and reality is 50%. The first part is reality because I used to see such beautiful girls in bars and pubs. And the second part is imagination because no girls invited me like that.
:Cwl:
 
Some beauty, like moonlight, is fleetingmeant to be admired, not held. Walking away was hard, but some spells are best left unbroken. You’ll remember her, the girl like moonlight, forever just out of reach.

Yeah... The walking away was hard. The thought about the consequences if my girlfriend came to know about it made me to walk away.
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Thanks... :)
Yeah... True. But this is kind of 50-50... Imagination is 50% and reality is 50%. The first part is reality because I used to see such beautiful girls in bars and pubs. And the second part is imagination because no girls invited me like that.
:Cwl:
Got it. One friend asks other friend , whats progress in your love story. Other said reached to 50 %. First one surprised by this unexpected answer. Never thought , his friend is so smart . Curiously he asked again how this miracle happened? He replied myside 50% completed.:giggle::cool:
 
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