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Apr 2018
The feel of his kiss
The taste of his lips against mine was amazing

I want his lips on mine again
I want to be held in his arms again
I want to be his
I want to be with him all the time
Have him be called mine

Because when I'm with him I feel safe
And I like that we are going at a steady pace
Instead of acting like we are in a race against the world
Long story short this is about the second person I have truly loved. We are friends now but nothing more. We didn't last very long when we were.
Raven
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Raven  18/F/The middle of empty
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