just hold my hand and don't ever drop it

just hold my hand and don't ever drop it

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A first kiss (on the cheek), a first birthday party, a first dance, a first curse word shared between friends. They were childhood best friends. They loved one another, but she wanted more. Too bad nothing more can come out of a friendship, especially once you're friend-zoned. This is the tale of a social pariah and the sad, boring youngling who thought the world of him.
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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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