Miranda

[...] It started a few years ago, wen I met her. I was in a school where every year a lot of people come and go. I had seen many go, but even more come, but noone was like her. There she was. Suddenly. From one day to another she was a part of my life, like everybody else who came that day, but noboday was able to become such a big part of it as her. Not that year, not the years before and not the years after.
She was different. She was funny, beautiful, sexy, smart, witty and rebellious. She was amazing.
And we clicked. Just as if somebody watching over us had snipped his fingers and said:"Let them fit."
We didn't have a lot in common, maybe we still don't. Apart from our similar music taste we had different interests. She loved history, I enjoyed maths. She was interested in the environment, I went for the Big Bang. She enjoyed discos, I savoured a whiskey in a quiete bar. She loved summer, I loved winter. She didn't vote, I went for schoolspeaker. She hated sports, I lived for hockey. She was from Spain, I came from Germany. She had water, I drank coke.
But still we matched. First we bacme friends, then unseperable and in the end lovers. [...]

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