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I'm not the girl your mom warned you about, her imagination was never this good.
Work for pasta and ice cream and also makes pasta and ice cream work for me.
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1/4/17, 6:02 AM
Giving it up
I miss your touch, holding me in the gentlest of ways. I miss our long nights together where we could be ourselves and talk. Our connection is unmatchable. I miss how your breath touches my skin when you are whispering your love to me. I miss your body pressed against mine in an endearing and also intimate way. I miss how your arms will wrap around me and you squeeze me as though I am the one person on earth that matters.You taught me in that moment that I am the one person that matters, that humans falter but we will be forever and always, that my heart always belongs to you.
You taught me that you meant a lot to me.
Like a cage, love puts me in each time I open myself up to extend my capacity to love. But let's not be afraid of dedicating myself to this action/extraordinary gift.