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I see you.
Could it be?
Yes.
You're here.
How can you be here?
What happened to New York?
It was your dream.
You should be there.
I walk up to you.
You're so surprised and happy to see me, you drop your books.
Your face has a smile plastered on it so wide it mirrors mine.
I take you into my arms and hug you.
I rub your back and bury my nose in your hair.
You smell so good.
I missed you so much.
I help you pick up your books off of the ground.
I carry them for you.
We walk and talk.
You tell me about your parents.
How they didn't want you going to a strange city all alone.
How you have many friends here.
When we get to your dorm, I lean forward and press my lips to yours.
I can't help it.
I've wanted that for so long.
You're surprised at first but your lips give in.
You kiss me back.
Soft gentle lips.
I moan.
I want more.
Do you?