There’s something about him. I can’t put my finger on it. I’m suppose to be so closed off after being hurt. Instead I’m so open and ready for him to lead us. I miss him after just one minute of leaving him. Sometimes I turn back….just to kiss him once more. Once more…it’s like I can see the words hanging over my head. Saying….kiss him passionately….once more.
KJM in the beginning
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