Wishing you were here

Look at me, I am sitting here missing you.

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  1. What you said this afternoon when you were “proving” that you loved me, it made my heart jump 10,000 feet (even if you weren’t completely serious).

    And just so you know, the kiss was enough proof. I love you, too. It feels good to be back in your arms.

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