oh boy it's you.

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1969

           "i think we've all lost some kind of feeling." the words left her lips as a soft whisper, eyes closing. salty tears travelled down her rosy cheeks, as she sucked in a breath.

              his hands cupped her face, lips pressing against hers. a thrilling mixture, between the salt of their tears and the slight taste of alcohol in their tongues. her arms draped his neck, their bodies gathering to each other with a familiar warmth.

           her thin fingers slid onto his long dark hair, falling in wild waves. george smiled, the dear feeling that still had the same effect on him. his knees buckled, just like the first time they had ever kissed. he pulled away, his teeth tugging at her bottom lip.

           "you're right," he whispered, head resting against hers, "i lost it when i lost you."




























1969; bad decisions • 2021
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