I miss him, his
tight hugs and long sweet kisses. The kind of kisses that I never
wanted to end. I miss his hands on my hips and him rubbing my back
without being asked. I miss him being pressed against me while he
kisssed my neck because he knew it gave me butterflies. But that
was the past and he moved on, and now I need to find a new man to
love like I did with the man that I still miss today.
I miss him, his tight hugs and long sweet kisses. The kind of
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Nov 28, 2012 6:36pm
