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Some people say they're drawn to the light. Not me. I've always found beauty in the broken pieces, the cracks that people hide behind polite smiles and hollow words.

She wasn't looking for anyone. 

I was supposed to want someone like her.

But the second i saw her, everything else faded. 

Her silence was louder than any scream.

Her eyes? Full of storms.

And me?

I've always had a thing for beautiful disasters.