Gasping in his scent,
Unwillingly but naturally uncontrolable stroking his damp neck
Glancing up at the mysterious scar cutting across his left eyebrow
The lies burning within his dark hazel eyes
His soft pink lips pressing against mine,
This kiss as untrue as the first one
Yet there I was hoping to one day be the one he truly loved
feeling like I had nothing to loose...
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