The candy hearts dropped from the bag during her trip home. One "Love" here and a "Kiss Me" there until all were gone. She didn't even notice that they had disappeared, she had her mind on the things most 13-year-old girls do...boys! Pretty enough, she had her share of crushes, but by age 50, she was weathered and alone. She gave up on love and perished within a few years of solitude. No visitors or flowers at her grave. The only thing to prove that she was ever here...a tiny pink heart on a mound of dirt. "Be Mine".
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