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12:44 p.m. - 2005-09-09 It hurts to say goodbye to him. After he leaves, I can still feel him. I feel his gentle touch on my skin, I taste his sweet kisses on my smiling lips. I can smell his essence on my clothing and I think about the next time he will wrap his arms around me, and make me feel like I'm home. For the first time in my life, truly home. Everything thats happened this week, this beautiful week, has been a first time. I kissed a guy. I went out on a non-chaperoned date. .....I fell in love.
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