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"Just one dance, that's all. I promise," were the whispers in the curve of my ear, her chapped lips releasing the warm oxygen she stole from mine. "That isn't what I want and you know it." The bitterness I try to excrete always seizes when the green of her eyes are consumed with the emotions she denies. My words coincide with the hurt I could no longer mask. "I don't want one dance with you-" "Then what is it? You told me chivalrous, Camila." She always tells me this line, always when her efforts are more minuscule than my self respect. "When will you understand, Lauren, that with you, I want a second dance. I want a third, a fourth and then for you to make me feel like it's our first all over again." -- Vaguely based off of "Not That Kinda Girl," from 7/27. Give it a chance! Amazing cover made by @korslay
Not That Kinda Girl
