The Summer of '12

The Summer of '12

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I just can't stop thinking about it. The memories always flood back. I always think of him and how he made me feel. I was there when it all happened but it seems like it was all a dream. But it was real. I miss him. I want it all back.
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His eyes met mine, and the world stopped breathing. We didn't need words; the silence between us burned hotter than fire. It wasn't love anymore it was something darker, something that tasted like pain and desire. It was heavy, suffocating... the kind of silence that crawls under your skin and refuses to leave. Between us, it wasn't love anymore it was hunger, obsession, and something far darker. He didn't have to touch me to make me shiver. His gaze did that. His silence did that. And I hated how much I craved it how much I craved him. He didn't say he missed me, but his silence did. Every pause, every glance, every breath between us screamed the truth He was mine, even when he tried not to be. Follow me on Instagram for further updates farmdarm_224

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