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      when i was trying on a new shirt in front of the mirror and was about to put it on, the shirt fell from my hands and i paused.

      the sight of your arms around my bare waist and your lips on my neck made me stop.

      i felt your lips moving as you told me you loved me.

      i said that i loved you even more, and i could feel your lips pull into a smile over my pulse.

      i put my hands on top of yours and turned to bask in the warmth of your face.

      i really wished someone was there.

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