my messed up little story
Friday, 18 November 2011
I can't get you out of my mind, and it's a strange feeling. I don't want to say it, but I think I love him. I don't want too, but I can't help it.
Its the way he makes me feel when I hug him.
Its the way I just want to melt into his arms.
Its the way he talks to be about everything.
Its the way he cares about me.
Its the way he kisses me, softly, slowly.
Its the way he touches me.
Its him.
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