the-modern-typewriter:
“I don’t love you,” they said, as they dragged the other into another...
“I don’t love you,” they said, as they dragged the other into another desperate kiss. “I will never love you.” They wrapped their arms tighter, drawing the other closer.
“Third time lucky and I might actually believe you.”
They kissed the other again. Just to shut them up, obviously.
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