"How many licks till you get to the center of my heart?"
-anonymous
He tasted like the popcorn we shared during the movie, and lime mints, and under all that the sweetness that was him. His hair was soft and I could feel the curls under my fingers. It only lasted a few seconds but I felt as if I could run on that one kiss for days.
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GRANT: You must eat a lot of cinnamon rolls.
GRANT: And um, strawberries.
ME: I do, actually. Why?
GRANT: Just-
GRANT:
GRANT:
GRANT: Your lips are really red.
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If You Will
Teen Fiction"every night, she would look up at the stars she could see, and pick the brightest star and give it a name. meanwhile, he would observe every single one of them, and give the brightest a name; her name." - anonymous.
