"Just to be yours"

"Just to be yours"

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Oct 9, 2020
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We all know that feeling of wanting love & affection , to feel another humans touch on our skin. It's a deep desire and a necessity to survive as we know. What if you were cut off from touching that one person who makes your heart come alive. You could only see their face but never feel the warmth of their skin on yours, would you be able to handle that and still hold on?
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(Coincides with Fangirls) "You really scared me tonight-" "I didn't me-" "I know you didn't and Alisha explained that when you're like that you have no idea what happened, but you called me crying. You had no idea where you were and you wouldn't let me help you. I just... I felt helpless and I was so afraid that something had happened to you that no one would be able to fix." He rants, his brows creased together in worry. "I was on the tour bus when I got a phone call from you, I couldn't come to you even if you knew where you were and told me. I couldn't drop everything and get in my car like I wanted to." "Shannon... my life is complicated and as much as I want to let you in I can't... especially after tonight." "So you do remember what happened?" "No, I don't remember the fight, or the things leading up to the fight, but... he said some pretty nasty things to me... things that brought back unwanted memories and I can't just whisk them away because you care, or because you were afraid." "--You're lucky to have a friend like Alisha who cares about you like a sister without actually being related to you." "I know, she's a god send." I whisper. "I'd probably be living on the streets if it weren't for her, with my pimp in the distance."

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