leaving is -so- hard.

[killerdumpling]

Its that time of night again.  Midnightish or a little after and i know this, not because its dark outside, but because of the empty feeling that resides within my breast.  He's gone.  Left like a shadow; fleeting in the midday sun.  He's been gone for 10 minutes and already his warmth is fading, the scent of his skin swept away by the gentle

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[arcticsong]

Awww. I feel all tingly inside *hugs* Thanks.

[killerdumpling]

[hugs back] You're more then welcome.