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When your hand brushes against my cheek, my eyes flutter lazily. This is what I've wanted for so long, and I can't believe you finally see me. Like really see me.
"You are so beautiful," you say as you lean in, your lips finally touching mine.
I feel my breath hitch, and when your tongue slides against my bottom lip and achingly slow into my mouth, it's like I'm running, bursting with happiness, carefree.
Our lips move together clumsily as we find our rhythm, and once we finally get it, I'm soaring like a little girl with balloons in hand.
When you pull away from me, I feel the loss immediately. I want you back. The grin on your face says you feel the same.