Crushed
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He took the opportunity to steal my heart right from it's chest, and sadly, I let him. It wasn't until he gave up on me, and got over me, that I truly began to feel the emptiness in my chest. My heart wasn't returned to its rightful place for awhile. And it was in that while that I met him. Another guy. My heart didn't belong to him, hell, it didn't even belong to me, yet he managed to steal it back.
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He pushed me back so my back was now pressed against the wall and we were only a few inches a part. "You aren't leaving me." He said, brushing his lips against my collarbone causing me to shiver. "It's not going to work so let's make this easier for the both of us." I said, trying to push him off. "I don't care what gets thrown at us. I'm never letting you go. I love you too much to do that so don't even think about it." He said, before crashing his soft lips on mine.

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