And he touched me

And, of course, I dreams with him or of him.

It was late at night and we were clubbing with other people, it must have been really late since there was hardly anybody out. I asked him to dance with me but he said no and then took off down the street.

The night was dark and the streets deserted, I ask him while he walked away if he wanted company and he said always . . . He looked at me and waited for me to catch up with him. As we walked side by side he run his fingers through my hair and smiled.

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