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Roman whispered, his hog breath creasing my face, warming and bringing to life every dead cell in my heart. “I've loved you since the first day I saw you. I've loved you since the minute I saw these gorgeous essays of yours." He slid his hips, nudging my entrance open so that his tip was on the opening of my sex. I closed my eyes, my heart unbearably full even as my inner walls whimpered and fluttered to be filled with him, too. “I love you," I confessed, the back of my lids burning. “I've loved you since I first saw you." My words were a scrape of whisper out of my lips. “You're the first man to hold me without hurting me.”

“You’re the very first person who gave me smiles, you’re the one that show and gave me the sweet feeling of love. I never learn to trust someone, anyone, till you came and thought me how, as you thought me how to love endlessly. Now, why must you go? Why must you leave me behind, Jason?” “I’ve known so many in this world, maybe a hundred or even a million? I loved over many times in Her life, and cry over that many times, but one thing I realize, that the reason why I still holding on so many times in Her life, for me to meet and finally found you.” She closed her eyes wishing for the impossible for there is nothing to which she could only see, wonder, is his memories to hers.

I whispered softly in her ear as I felt her freeze in my hold and I knew why "I love you so so much that I'm going crazy" STILL TO CONTINUE>>>

I love her She is my lover I love him, he is my lover That girl is not my life That girl is not my life His face is in his eyes His watch is in the words I am the way That is the destination Get it now In these beats he is very active He is my soul, he is my soul In China, that thirst is mine I am thirsty for China That girl is not my life That girl is not my life It smells like perfume How heartbroken he is My breath my heartbeat That is my madness It is a season of restlessness That's why I want the season I am aware of it She is mine That girl is not my life That girl is not my life Slowly holding her, he came into the middle of the lounge and her right hand turned on his shoulder, holdin

Lyric held my face, her fingers wiping the tears from my cheeks. I hadn’t even realized I was crying. I saw the question in her eyes. I shook my head and pulled her closer, whispering in her ear, "I Like My Body When It Is With Your Body." I pressed a kiss on her lips. "Can you just hold me?" I murmured. "I like us like this."

I murmur and she holds out her hand, which I take. "You were my first man, the only one I enjoyed kissing and even though our relationship didn't end well, I'm glad that when I wake up, you're the one who's still here." "My place is here, Aitana. It was always meant to be" I say sure of what I say.

He took the microphone from her and, holding her hand in his free hand, another tune began to play, and he sang for her; I found a love for me Oh, darling, just dive right in and follow my lead Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet Oh, I never knew you were someone waiting for me 'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love Not knowing what it was I will not give you up this time But darling, just kiss me slow Your heart is all I own And in your eyes, you're holding mine Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath But you heard it, darling, you look perfect

He merely smirked, so I continued. “But to answer your question—unless there’s absolutely no chance,” I paused. Then I looked down at my lap, searching for the right words. “I won’t give up. He’s my first love.” The words slipped from my lips softly. I continued, my fingers fidgeting nervously with the delicate bracelet adorning my wrist. “I know it sounds ridiculous,” I confessed. “But when I look at him, it’s as if all the colors in the world brighten. It’s like everything finally makes sense. I’ve never felt this way before, and maybe I never will again. So if there’s even a sliver of hope, I want to hold onto it with everything I have.”

Her tiny face scrunched as she let out the faintest whimper, her lips trembling like she was trying to speak some truth only babies understood. I rocked her gently, terrified to move too fast, but she settled. Her warmth soaked through my shirt, and my chest tightened so hard I thought it might shatter. I didn’t cry often. Men like me didn’t have that luxury. But standing there, holding her for the first time, tears blurred my vision. I blinked them back, kissed her downy head, and whispered, “I’ve got you, little one. Always.” Always. That word had never felt so binding, so sacred.

“I promise to love you, to honor you, and to cherish you, every day of our lives. I promise to stand by your side, through joy and sorrow, through triumphs and challenges. I vow to be your partner in all things, to share in your dreams, and to support you in your goals. I give you my heart, my soul, and my life, knowing that together, we can face anything that comes our way.” She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath as she looked into Ethan’s eyes, seeing the love and devotion reflected there. “You are my first love, my true love, and my forever love. I am so grateful to have found my way back to you, and I know that together, we will build a life full of love, laughter, and joy. I love