||Lost in my world||
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💫Those who fly solo have the strongest wings💫
His hug was warm and TIGHT. It was the first time that I noticed his scent. He smelled like orange fruit mixed with laundry detergents. It was a sweet and a manly scent.I felt his lips pressing lightly on my neck leaving small kisses. It sent goose bumps on my back. I felt his fist clenching and unclenching.
After a while he broke our hug and looked at me. His eyes were red and puffy. He was trying his best not to cry in front of me. There's something bothering him. Something that perhaps he held inside him for too long that he can't express it. I can feel like he wants to say something but he can't. He doesn't know how to. He just doesn't have words to describe his feelings.
(may 2017)
Please give a chance to this book.😃
This is my first story so sorry for the stupid and awkward mistakes.
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