You wrote me today and told me you had been thinking about me.
First of all, wow.
Where did THAT come from?
You say stuff like that and I remember how you smell.
I remember being in your arms in the hotel room and feeling you breathe.
It takes me back to when I hugged you and you walked away and as you were, I pulled you by your jacket and kissed you one more time.
I just couldn't get enough of your mouth.
You kissed me like I meant something to you-something more.
You kissed me like it was the end of the **** world.
Maybe it was the way you walked, or ran your hand through your hair, those green eyes.
Anyway, I tell you that I hope you're doing well, wish you the best, and all the rest...

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