The Way He Made Me Feel

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My hand grazed against his soft cheek, warming it instantly.

Our lips smashed into one another until we were out of breath.

His hair was tangled between my fingers as he pulled me closer to his body.

My lips let go of his and I stepped backwards.

Waving him off with tears fighting to leave my eyes, he walked onto the bus.

I'll never see him again.

Maybe it's for the best.

I'll never forget him.

I'll never forget the way he made me feel.

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