I couldn't think of an excuse to leave.
We were in my bed.
Once I turn I'm in different arms. I tried memorizing yours but I confuse them with his and when our lips met for the first time they waved a polite hello and went about their way.
I don't want to kiss yours because I've spent mine kissing his. His smell was sour. I didn't like it but
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