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Drip, Drip, Drip. The droplets of rain fell fast like bullets against the glass. Her breath was steadied. His body was only a sillohuete in the early morning fog. 3am, the clock repeated over and over again. The body turned towards her, through the window, she felt the heat radiate from him. His shadow beckoned her forward. 3, 2, 1. She ran down the stairs, and threw open the front door. It slammed against wood but she didn’t stop until she met him in the grass, pieces of it stuck to her now wet foot. His hair was soaked and his white V-neck had turned see through. “I missed you” his voice came raspy and deep against the purity of the morning silence. “I missed you too” she whispered and pressed her body against his. She felt his arms wrap around her, holding her so she wouldn’t break, though what he didn’t know is that he was the only one that could truly break her. He let go and smiled before turning around, “Get on my back”.
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