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It's been a long time....years....since that day that we decided to move on, to perhaps look for something more...to perhaps look for ourselves.
But last night, I needed him. He is the only one who can understand me in moments like those, the only one can make my head stop and my heart ache less.
I spent last night in his bed. I touched his skin, ran my fingers through his hair, kissed his lips, felt his breath on my cheek and whispers against my ear. I slept in his arms, tucked deeply under the covers and into his hold.
And not once did I stop wishing it was Jeff. There is nothing in my life more right than Jeff. And it kills me the thought of going back hurts me just as much as the thought of staying here without him any longer.
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