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the way he loves it like a tidal wave. soft at first slowly drawing you in. then moving back when you get the first feeling that leaves you aching for more. you get close. too close. and he ungulfs you in full power until you can't breathe. you pretend as if you don't like it. but you know this is the only time he's held you so you don't take it for granted.

it gone all too soon. and what's left is the wet salty sea water stinging your aqua marine eyes (beacause you can never fully get rid of him) you wait by the beach some more. you know he's not coming back but you wait. your not going to take the chance for granted.





school is slowly sucking
the life out of me. yet again.

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