dedication: @Mashtons_Girl_
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you stayed this time.
or maybe I stayed?
I can't remember,
if it was mine,
or yours.
but when I woke,
you were there.
sitting.
thinking.
staring at the wall.
when I moved,
you looked at me.
and you smiled.
you leaned in,
and kissed me once more.
I smiled as we pulled away,
as did you.
you hung around,
for a day.
you left later that night.
but I wasn't sad,
I was glad.
because even though,
you left.
I know your name.
I know your number.
I know you.
and that's enough.
for now.
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Intoxicated » Muke ✓
Short Story❝Your kisses are intoxicating and I want to be drunk, hammered, smashed, stumbling on the floor in love.❞ two boys met in a club and had sex, this is the journey of finding each other again completed, poem form [ cover by me ]
