Running Home to Me

Running Home to Me

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As I stand waiting for her to come running to me in the airport, she steps off of the plane I am struck breathless. She is beautiful. She drops her bag and we run into each others arms and our lips meet and our kiss becomes deeper. I miss her so much.
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"Don't cry love. It's not your burden to bear." He pulled away, looking me in the eyes seriously. I paused for a moment, then embraced him tighter and kissed him fervently once more. "You made it my burden when you said you loved me."

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