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He looks at the girl beside him with wonder as he couldn't believe she is actually there, with him. It feels like a dream to him. He is convinced that it is just a bloody illusion and when the haze would clear she'd f*****g disappear in dark night. Nothing good stays with him, he is that f****d up and she is far more precious than every other good thing in his past.
He watches intensely as her expression changes, a smile forms on her soft lips and all the air is knocked out of his lunge. His chest tightens painfully and he finds it hard to breath but even then he couldn't find it in himself to remove his gaze from her, it is impossible for him. He is hypnotized under her spell, and like a captive all he could do is stare. It feels like torture and peace to him, like prison and free
