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The breeze was softly blowing her hair. The way her hips moved as she walked was so delicate and provocative at the same time. He was waiting for her at the same bar, on the same time like he had done every Friday for the past three months. But every time she turned around the corner and he could see a glimpse of her dress, his heart would stop for a second. The world could fall off around him and he wouldn't notice. He was captivated by her beauty. She would smile at him when their eyes reached each others. And his heart would fasten up a little bit, while his mind would tell it to slow down. Everything should look normal when she gets there. And it would. And she would never know how much he liked her, and how much he wanted to love her more and more everyday. And he would never know that she only wears that dress for him.