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Apr 7
Oh to be my your side
It feels unmatched
My hand onto yours
I couldn’t ask for more

Walking along the streets
Stuck together like glue
The fluorescent lights
Shines you so bright

Long into conversations
Short on time
It pulls you away from me
Like a beast in its prime

Enfolded by you on the bench
The breeze comes in without, warning
I feel your light pats on my back
Similar to a consolation of a baby, whining.

City lights all around
You tried to steal a glance
You failed as I looked back
We make eye contact
I admired your nuances

The night grows in prominence
I wrap my hand tightly
Around your arm
This night
Stays like this
Perpetually
Never momentarily
8 hours of hangout out
8 hours that felt like milliseconds flew by
After 8 hours, the one second after our parting felt indefinite.
Cursed to only have 8 hours with him, and nothing longer.
darkifytun
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darkifytun  16/F/Lover girl
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