Part 42

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Hold me in your arms, the smell of your cologne mixing in with the scent of my strawberry shampoo. We don't have all the time in the world, I will have to leave soon and kiss you goodbye. Until then, I will memorize how your breath feels against my neck, and how your eyes look like a kaleidoscope of a perfect array of of stars up close. Until then, as long as we are inches apart and connected by our fingers intertwined, you are mine and I am yours.

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