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Is this a dream? Am I dreaming? Feeling your kiss upon my skin. Wondering what tear we're on again.
Don't go all the way, you might lose something. I'm at the point where I care about nothing. Now we're skin to skin, rushing of blood. Almost as if we're bonded as one.
It gets intense, that very good feeling. But it's like I'm almost weary. It was great while it lasted, those last thirty seconds. Like a pleasure in heaven.
Now I want more, that very good feeling, to be loved and accepted. I love him and gave him what he wanted, then he left... We see each other every day and do it.
A year later he left, and I go through all the painful memories. He was my first, all ways will be.