i am haunted by the memory of your body next to mine. the feel of your arm pulling me closer, your warm breath against my neck. the way our legs always ended up so perfectly intertwined, like we were pieces of a puzzle.
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i am haunted by the memory of your body next to mine. the feel of your arm pulling me closer, your warm breath against my neck. the way our legs always ended up so perfectly intertwined, like we were pieces of a puzzle.