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You took me to your special place in the woods today.

It was quiet and serene and beautiful and 

like those cliche movies,

I was the first person you took there.


We sat for hours,

you hands roaming through my hair,

your nose nuzzling into the crook of my neck,

your arms around my waist,

holding me close to your chest.


And I feel at peace.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐄, park jimin ✓Where stories live. Discover now