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What is he doing to me? Sweet in ways I did not expect, Gentle in ways I forgot I deserved. It is familiar, yet it is new, Still fresh, Yet it feels like I have known him for ages. I did not think I would miss this feeling. I thought I had gone numb, But somehow, He is patient, Soft, Steady, And he is taking down my walls, Brick by brick. I am terrified, And I am excited, And all I want Is to be good for him.
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Nov 11, 2025
Nov 11, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
Terrified Yet Hopeful
What is he doing to me? Sweet in ways I did not expect, Gentle in ways I forgot I deserved. It is familiar, yet it is new, Still fresh, Yet it feels like I have known him for ages. I did not think I would miss this feeling. I thought I had gone numb, But somehow, He is patient, Soft, Steady, And he is taking down my walls, Brick by brick. I am terrified, And I am excited, And all I want Is to be good for him.
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Nov 11, 2025
Nov 11, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
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