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Your lips

They were soft and pink.

It had always felt natural the way they had moved with my own as if destiny had us interwoven with one another for as long as our feeble lives lasted.

Whenever I was hurt, you'd place your lips on mine and I'd escape reality so fast, everything felt calm and beautiful.

Even when you'd kiss the top of my head or cheek, there was this warmth that was foreign and it raced through my whole body and heart.

Your lips made me feel special, but not as special as you.

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