If you love me, say something now. And I don’t meant the kinda, sorta, maybe kind of love. I’m talking about the love that hurts. The kind that changes your breathing, makes you tremble at all the right times, in all the right places, empties you completely to fill you again and again. Do you love me like that? Then tell me. Show me. Come and take me.
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