"You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always think of you."
There was such an incredible logic to kissing, such a metal-to-magnet pull between two people that it was a wonder that they found the strength to prevent themselves from succumbing every second. Rightfully, the world should be a whirlpool of kissing into which we sank and never found the strength to rise up again.
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