It’s hard to believe I met you less than 24 hours ago.
You gave me butterflies, taking my hand into yours just minutes before our breakfasts were served. It’s been far too long since I’ve felt a fluttering like wings in my tummy. Pulling my hands away, I’ve never felt food so invasive in my life.
You made me feel for a moment like young love, captivated by a crush, lost in the rush of such innocent courting.
For hours we lay together, slumbered in one another’s arms like old friends, new lovers, or somewhere in between. How comfortable I am with you – even if only for a day.
You pulled away too soon. You live too far.
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