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He leaned against the wall above me, one arm over my head and as he looked down I said “this is it.” “What?” He looked into my eyes as if there was a teleprompter inside with the answer scrolling on dim explaining what I meant. “This…” I lose track of my words while meeting his gaze. “This. Is as happy as I get.”
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May 27, 2025
May 27, 2025 at 10:30 PM UTC
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He leaned against the wall above me, one arm over my head and as he looked down I said “this is it.” “What?” He looked into my eyes as if there was a teleprompter inside with the answer scrolling on dim explaining what I meant. “This…” I lose track of my words while meeting his gaze. “This. Is as happy as I get.”
He leaned in and kissed me.
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May 27, 2025
May 27, 2025 at 10:30 PM UTC
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