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We didn't get along the first time we met , I was intimidated that there was an electric shock with in us. I don't remember how but we got close to each other that we slept together that night . We exchanged numbers and we had late night calls, non - sense / stupid conversation that our mums wouldn't like. Things got serious between us , see we ain't a thing but we held each others hand like you were mine and I was yours. Your hugs would stop the world around us and it would feel like its just the two of us . Months passed I confessed to you what I felt and you accepted it, but you didn't tell me that you liked me back. I was hurt. Years and Months passed I still remember our conversations and the late night calls . I can't help myself smiling like an idiot just when I try to reminisce all those happy memories we made. My heart aches because I am yours and you are not mine. we got tricked by time and fate.
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
Let her go?
We didn't get along the first time we met , I was intimidated that there was an electric shock with in us. I don't remember how but we got close to each other that we slept together that night . We exchanged numbers and we had late night calls, non - sense / stupid conversation that our mums wouldn't like. Things got serious between us , see we ain't a thing but we held each others hand like you were mine and I was yours. Your hugs would stop the world around us and it would feel like its just the two of us . Months passed I confessed to you what I felt and you accepted it, but you didn't tell me that you liked me back. I was hurt. Years and Months passed I still remember our conversations and the late night calls . I can't help myself smiling like an idiot just when I try to reminisce all those happy memories we made. My heart aches because I am yours and you are not mine. we got tricked by time and fate.
shawn-s
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
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