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May 2014
You are unbearably irresistible

You can have anything you want if you ask with your eyes.

You're cute when you're excited

I would stare into your eyes for hours if I could.

I love talking with you and hearing about your perspectives and experiences.

You have the perfect blend of innocence and sensuality.

I bet you look really hot in your running outfit

I think about you all the time

I love how I can have a full blown conversation with your eyes without you saying a word

I try to force you into my dreams by visualizing me staring into your eyes before I fall asleep at night

You have an amazing figure. I look forward to jean Fridays.

I want to kiss every inch of your body starting at your ankles and working up to your earlobes.

I'll never forget the first time I felt your touch.

The skin on your hands is so soft I can't help but think about how soft the rest of your body is.

I constantly fight the urge to run my fingers through your hair

The thought of what your naked body would have felt like against mine if i had said yes will haunt me forever.

I love how short you are. Its really ****. I wish you would wear flats all the time.

I get aroused just thinking about you in a nonsexual way.

Thinking about how wet you were is torture.

I look for reasons to get  close enough to you to smell your hair.

I like when you "accidentally" touch my leg with yours when you sit next to me.

Sometimes if I try hard enough I can still taste your lips.

I didn't want to change clothes or shower because I liked being able to smell you on me.
I miss you more than i ever fathomed.  I'd be drunk texting you this very moment if I'd not deleted your number to prevent this kind of stupidity.  Very few days go by that I don't think of you.  The one that got away, as they say.  I hope you're happy.  I hope you've found peace in your life, in your mind. You'll forever haunt me.  As I knew you would, the first time I looked in your eyes.  The first time I saw you. The real you, not just what you wanted us to see.
jim moore
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   Heliza Rose
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