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Him.

The smell of him lingers around me. His smile burned into my memory. I feel his hands slip down my back to my waist. As he pulls me closer, I feel his lips against my shoulder. He holds me tight. For once I don’t feel alone. I’m falling for him now, harder than ever before. All I want is to stay in his arms forever. Safe and loved. Needed and cared for.

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