mind-fucked.

busting my gut to forget our night.

walking in vivid images of our desires and fantasy world.

breaking my own heart to stop loving you.

force-feeding myself endless streams of gossip to erase your image.

your scent will not leave my sheets. I dare not wash them in the fear it would widen the gap

between us.

your body so close. your breath fresh and open and warm and hungry.

the intense connection, instant attraction, awesome comfort. your gaze.

I miss you.

Less than 24 hours: sipping, bumping, flirting, dancing, walking, holding, nourishing, laughing, gazing, kissing, waking.

kissing.

you mind-fucked me in a day.

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