My  Cup Of Tea

My Cup Of Tea

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Warmness in the room didn't make our emotion less. But It became more. My heart beat fast; it almost exploded. My hands fondled on his arms. I closed my eyes and let all the senses taste his lips. He put his hands into my coat. And less than a minute, all my clothes were taken off. My consciousness got back for a sec before letting emotion leading us as it should be. I'd never thought this decision would affect me this big. Never know which decision of ours will bring what kind of thing into our life. Something, we can't run away. Falling in love is like when you stand on the huge tall building and decide if jump off. You know if you jump off, you will die. But your heart says, 'Believe me, you can fly'.
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