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she loved those smiles that hid her tears

those laughs so coarse her throat hurt

she loved the solitude and the way the silence sounded, because in her ears they were beautiful symphonies.

she loved the awkward look she got when she was simply being herself.

she loved the way it made her feel unique and without a care

and how she loved their laughter and their some what sincere smiles because they made her know she was not a part of them and would never be.

she loved those noisy nights when all she heard was her voice calming her through it.

she loved, ooh how she loved who she was and wasn’t afraid to show it.

and she loved. Loved him who wasn’t afraid either. Not afraid to see her for who she truly was. Whoever that was, for she was yet to discover.

but most especially, she loved that he loved her back.