Hug

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The way your strong arms wrap around my small fragile body as tears drip on your dark blue, soft shirt creating a big dark spot. My arms loosely hanging down as I breathe in slowly as my nose runs creating another spot on your top. The sound of your heart beating smoothly as you calmly breath, whispering soothing sweet little nothings in my ear. It's all enough to calm me.

The feeling of you comforting me in a time of need. I need you. The feeling that you care enough to actually be there, when I tell you not to be. You know I'm lying.

You save the long conversation I'm dwelling for later, as you rub my back trying to calm me down. My breathing slows and you pull away from our comfortable state looking in my eyes with your hands on my small shoulders.

Bright blue diamond eyes that can brighten a dark room. You look down at my hands that were once fisted in anger and sadness.

Soft pressure of smooth lips hits mine. I, the taker, gladly responded with the same swift movement as I embraced your neck, holding on as we are intimate. My eyes flutter open when you pull away embracing me, wrapping your arms around me again, as this time, I do as well.

"I love you"

I sniff before responding to this large blonde choch.

"I love you too Logan Paul"

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