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Alessia

Kissing Angelo had never felt so passionate and scary at the same time as it did at that moment. I am not an emotional wreck person. When my first boyfriend left me, it didn't break me that much. But the cold treatment from Angelo had messed up my heart. I know what I feel for him was genuine. I didn't expect to fall for him in such a way. But here I was, holding on to his shirt, not wanting to let go. Wanting the kiss to continue for eternity. Wishing so badly for him to tell me to stay.

A lone tear slid down my cheeks as I gripped his shirt more tightly deepening the kiss. I gave him every entrance to explore my lips. However, that was short-lived when Angelo suddenly pulled away, leaving me craving more of the kiss. More of his touch. "Take care of yourself."

His farewell settled in my head with a resounding beating of my chest. His face was away from me. I wished so badly that I would see his face clearly for the last time. To have it stored in my brain for the rest of th