summer holidays

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It's the holidays.
I'm lonely and sad.
We started to talk again for some reason.
I forgot about what you did to me in school.
We met up.
We drove to the cliff.
And we kissed again.
And we made out.
And we did other things.
And then we laid in the back of the car, staring up at the starry sky.
A blanket covering our naked bodies in the chilly night.
And we laid together.
"Forgive me" you said.
"I do." I replied.
We fell asleep.

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