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I want to kiss you.

Not for a moment. Not for a while.

I want to kiss you until both our lips bruise.

I want to kiss you until our breath becomes the same.

I want to kiss you until I forget where I end and you begin.

I want to kiss you until neither of us knows how to pull ourselves away.

I want to kiss you until you realize that without you, I am only just part of me.

nataliefongphotography:

Our dye-stained hands.

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