Like a dream in that story you're hugging me from behind while you kiss my neck. You know that part is my weakness. you are so beautiful and I am driven crazy by you.
The dream feels real—, You read the poems I wrote, while touching my face and you chuckle, you say "a lot of my stories in it, am I that bastard in your eyes? “ he asked while teasing me. hey you know I'm so grateful you came. I thought this was just a dream, it turns out to be real, thank you for coming.
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