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Remember when we used to keep in touch?
Our rendezvous would form with such a rush..
(I could get so addicted - Mellowdrone)
I'd been dying to say words similar to those, to you for a long time now.
your ringtone happened in my living room and I was more than excited to hear it, I welcomed it. you say to call you when I'm ready, but we both know you wont wait for that. you're in my parking lot within twenty minutes and I less than gracefully get in your car, and sit down next to gorgeous you. cold leather seats are familiar with you.
south mountain is cold and we are without flashlights. I try to convince you to go into the woods with me, and you disagree. unable to find something to do, we get in your car and move. we're both frustrated which is obvious, I finish off the phone call and we're lost in shermansdale. I recognize the road. we take a downward slope and turn around, at the top of a mountain soaked in darkness above a burning view of tiny blurry lights. the scene is beautiful because you're in it, and you're smiling with me.
I can't express how good it is to be getting lost with you, driving all night. we plan on going somewhere and then change our minds and end up on hanover street, back in town. the next time I look at you, your attention is somewhere else, over your shoulder and at the road. a large grey vehicle is filling your driver's side window and at a stoplight you yell up a hey what's up to your friend. you rev the engine just enough to make me take a huge breath and somewhat light up. you decide it's a little too dangerous, but I can tell you want to race him. now we're at a 24-hour department store and it's past two. we circle the store, come out and get cold. I'd gotten picked up and carried a little bit which was cute, I ended up with a bruise. shivering and bored we haul ass to my place and take over the kitchen. eventually beers are downed, we're all loosened up, and buck is obnoxious. he drunk dials and goes out for cigarettes, leaving us with each other. I am in a fantastic mood and it shows, I'm pretty certain I would glow.
the fourth cigarette break and he's gone a little longer than usual. you say something like I think he's leaving. you know him well as his car starts quickly and pulls away; I shake my head, not at all disappointed that I'm alone with you.
at around 6 in the morning your kiss is soft, slow, perfect, and leaving me wanting more of you.
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