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"I can clearly remember the sparks, the sudden tingles all over my skin, the way your lips felt against mine and how it seemed like they were made for each other.
I remember how our hands moulded  together and they way you used to hold me so close it became hard to breathe.

Every thing is still fresh, the feels, the touch, the tingles , I remember it all,

and that what hurts the most.....

~N.G. // an excerpt from the book I will never write (#14)

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~N.G.

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