Perfection in Love

Hours later, I could still feel where the tears raced down my cheeks.

I hadn’t looked in a mirror, so I didn’t know the true extent of my disheveled appearance. But my eyes undoubtedly felt puffy, red, and tired—the kind of tired that only happens after just spilling your guts.

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