A moment alone

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Jeff and I were at a local park at night, it was quiet. I was sitting on a bench reading as Jeff was swinging. I stood up stretching. I looked around no one was left in the park but us. I watched as Jeff slowed his swing down enough so he could jump off. I yawned standing up book still in hand. I placed a scrap of paper in my book to hold my place, I felt arms wrap around my waist, I knew it was Jeff. I leaned against his chest as he buried his face in my neck. we stayed like that for a while till Jeff spun me around to face him, I felt a soft smile on my face. he cupped my face in his cold leathery hands. he places his forehead on mine. I closed my eyes, enjoying the silence. a single thought came to my mind repeating itself;

"he's mine"

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