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He noticed her seated from across the quiet spacious room. There was just something about her that drew him to her. It might have been her big beautiful green eyes, or how she flipped her hair back in place whenever it fell to her face, or how she majestically sipped her cup of coffee, or how she tastefully took a bite of her croissant, or maybe how she quickly yet carefully turned the pages of her paper, or the seriousness on her face when she took an interest on something from the paper. He was just intrigued by her. This had never happened to him before.

He had to talk to her; something deep inside him kept pushing him towards her. So, he waits, to plan how to make his first move because he had no room for mistakes. He couldn’t lose this one, not her. How difficult could this be? He quietly thought to himself. He had done this hundreds of times before without giving it a second thought, but something held him back on this one because he gave it more than the second thought.

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Something had to be done, sooner than later. She seemed to be winding up, so he took the plunge. For a moment, that seemed like the longest walk of his life, and his palms didn’t disappoint with sweat. A couple of words here and there, a few chuckles here and there, and finally a conversation sparked. She got him, he was surprised that her level of intellect matched his, and so a follow up date was arranged, and another, and another. They grew so fond of each other and all they wanted was to be in each others company any day, all day. They were falling, so fast and hard, and didn’t seem to require any help.

He made it his daily goal to always make her happy. The long walks in the park, the beautiful flower deliveries she would get to her office, the kisses and dances in the rain, the weekend picnics near the lake, the surprise lunch dates, the continuous texting all day long and the late calls all night long. They didn’t have a care in the world. Every second they spent away from each other was torture. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, as their relationship just got deeper and deeper, it seemed to last an eternity.

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So, he waits, for her to utter those magical words into his ears with her melodious voice. A tune he would press replay for as long as he needed to. He waits for her to fall, so deeply and helplessly in love with him. He waits, for her to walk down the aisle and say ‘I do’. He waits, for her to be addicted to him like a drug, a drug so lethal that only rehab would save her. And only rehab would save her, because he waits, all this while for her find out that he is someone else man.

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