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Thursday10 July 20143720 days and 13 hours ago

But I wanted us to be more than just friends. I wanted that morning hug to be converted into a series of morning kisses. I wanted her - the whole of her, and not just a fragment of her which was available to everyone. I wanted to hold the precious parts of her, which she kept hidden under her shell.

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Bhavya Kaushik

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love, friends, relationships, romance

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