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The memory, Of our first official kiss. Runs through my head still. The days of you chasing me, Still exist at will. I can remember the hesitance, That our bodies bore. Our first awkward night, The reactions of those around. Still gives me a smile. It just shows how much I love you, My dear and best friend. It will never die. I love you. I don't regret this one bit.
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
Memories of love
The memory, Of our first official kiss. Runs through my head still. The days of you chasing me, Still exist at will. I can remember the hesitance, That our bodies bore. Our first awkward night, The reactions of those around. Still gives me a smile. It just shows how much I love you, My dear and best friend. It will never die. I love you. I don't regret this one bit.
To the love of my life who has always been there since day one.
julie-kirby
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
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