Wren

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I was tired from not sleeping, because every time I shut my eyes I dreamed of kissing her, of feeling her lips against mine again. Fuck, even dreaming to just see her again. I was tired from wondering what she meant about her feelings. I was tired of trying to figure out mine. And I was tired from not seeing her.
Felix (New York Players #4)
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