I would take this ride again with you in a heartbeat. One more chance to watch you breathe. One more chance to whisper in your ear. One more time of no words, just my arms sliding around your waist....pulling you close......silence, but our heart talking constantly. You really were my very first love......and you'll be my last. No one could ever touch this or compare to you. So in love through the pain.
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