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Current mood:  nostalgic Category: Romance and Relationships
it sucks to remember what it felt like (but not be able to feel it again) the moment i stepped into his house for the first time, and he pulled my bags outta my hands & kissed the hell outta me.
i remember what it felt like to be in his arms.
how i felt when he looked at me, smiled, and leaned in & kissed me.
i remember the excitement i felt as the train hurtled its way past lancaster; knowing that in a few short minutes i'd be in his arms as i walked through the doors of the train platform.
i remember. thanks for the memories
6:57 PM
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