His fingers slid down my waist, tracing it's shape. We kept kissing under the moonlight, even when the song ended, even when people dissolved and we were the only ones left. It was everything, it was nothing. I have this feeling , that heaven would be a lot like a first kiss. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~
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