Hold my hand

Judging is easy, living is difficult

Step in my shoes and you will know that not everything is a miracle.

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I was constantly checking my watch,

Her answer making bubbles of anxiety to burst in my stomach.

But somewhere in my heart, I knew she will come

And she did

My eyes first fell on those expensive pair of shoes that adored her feet.

Looking higher the figure-fitting dress made my forbidden desires to burn in the fire of lust.

I had to place my back on the car to get some support.

For my stalker looked like a bomb today and I was the first one to get exploded by it.

Gulping I looked higher.

Her long hair that I loved the most were open to reach her waist.

Can we just forget the party and go back inside?

Cause I want to do so many th