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Just a minute, thats all I need with him. Just a moment within his arms as he gently caresses my hair, thats all I want.

I picked up my mascara and applied it like I always had done so. The apples of the cheeks that I saw in the vivid reflection had become a delicate pink as he was my thought. My messy brown hair loosely parted down to the right, it fell so scattered upon my back and shoulders. These chestnut colored eyes just staring back at me.

But I wish they were his , grey, eyes instead of my own.