You: Every girl in the club, or so it seemed. Colourful. Vibrant. Dancing with your friends, arms draped round their shoulders. Holding hands. Those eyes. Those mouths. The shape of your leg as you swayed to the music. Laughing. Catching my eye. Brushing the hair fallen across your face away. Gorgeous.

Me: Overwhelmed. Craving the rush from your fingers brushing against mine as you pass. Tonguebound. Yours on a look. Lost.

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