If I close my eyes it's like he's here, his lips on mine causing butterflies to erupt deep inside my chest. But no matter how long my eyes are closed for the fantasy always ends and I'm left cold and alone, the only thing to hold me being the surrounding sheets. Sadly, no matter how I try, I can't stop the ticking beneath my breast that hurts and pains and twists, not until I can get him out of my head.
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Simply Ideas
AcakThese are just some ideas for stories I came up with once upon a time; some may seems bad but all of them are a working progress. Enjoy.
