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It was the farewell night,
The night when everything was going to be ended up.
The last night she had to spend with her classmates, teachers, professors and someone too very special for her,
After that night she was never ever gonna meet him or express anything to anyone else.
That night he obviously dressed in black formals and she also at a coincidence or say she intentionally wore a long black gown and looked like a princess.
That day she looked so beautiful that no one could have ever imagined she would have ever looked so beautiful,
But she was and let's say indeed just for him.
She went on searching for him as usual and forgot everything else,
She was being awarded for being the best-est student over last year's of academic sessions.
All wished her not just him,
This day he was standing still and just staring her as if someone was to die without seeing her.
The farewell speech was over,
All prizes and awards distributed.
Just dance was left,
All the way from her entrance till the end of the night he was following her getting a single perfect click.
That day she for the first and last time saw him restless for her,
She was amazed to see this still he didn't approach her nor congratulated her.
Then he danced down and she over the above floor,
Eyes still on each other but nothing said by lips just those shining eyes saying their love at first sight tale.
At last they got a picture clicked but one girl came in between and the picture also remained incomplete,
Both smiled as they knew what was really happening.
They both as being choose as Mr and Miss Farewell danced and eyes intact upon each other,
The farewell night ended and they departed to never ever meet again.
He understood his love for her,
She too understood his love for her but now it was late.
They both had departed to never meet again in their lives,
They never ever met each other but those beautiful moments stayed always intact and fresh in their most beautiful moments of their lives.
Yes, it was a farewell night but they both were closer for the first time in their lives, Be it the farewell night for all but for them it was their most beautiful night of love.

YES NOT ALL LOVE STORIES ARE COMPLETE, SOME STAY INCOMPLETE AND BEAUTIFUL. THOSE SHINY MOMENTS WERE TOO VERY BEAUTIFUL AND HAVE BEEN STORED AS THE BEST-EST MOMENTS OF BOTH OF THEIR LIVES.

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