Don't Cry Joni

Don't Cry Joni

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"Jimmy please say you'll wait for me... I'll grow up someday you'll see. Saving all my kisses just for you... Signed with love, forever true.." I hardly believe that age doesn't matter. I was a little girl then when I had fell in love to Jimmy. I was just 13 and he's 20. When I was 15 exactly on my birthday, I decided to confess. He was already 22 that time but things weren't like before after I decided to spill my love for him. I was ignored, he said I'm just still a little girl in his eyes and i was just like his little sister. The truth really hurts especially when I had to see him with his girls. We're fuckin' neighbors! How can i ignore them? I'm feeling so down that time.. Why can't I be happy for him? I want him but he didn't feel the same way so I just woke up one day packing my clothes and get away from him. Now, I'm 20.. It's been 5 years since I've been gone. A lot has changed. Am I ready to see the reason of my get away? Would he recognize me after all?
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

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