feelings

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The first time i kissed a girl,

or anyone for that matter,

was late at night.


We were both tired and

I made the first move.


It was summer and quite warm,

but we laid close, 

as if 

we were 

feeding off each others energy.


Maybe it was too close for her;

I wish we could still lay like that.


But things change, don't they. 


People drift apart,

and feelings float 

a w a y. 


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