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So was I

Updated: May 18

One.

Then two.

My collar.

My wrist.

Repeatedly, I was kissed.

The windows are shut, but Rain's still coming in.

One on my forehead.

Another on my lip.

He runs down my face.

Leaving a trail in his wake.

One last kiss.

Sky was crying.

And now, so was I.

Our sobs seemed synchronized.

But all I could hear were her halos.

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