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I left the feeling of your fingertips on my skin behind me, and decided to forget the way you tasted on my lips. The way your body intertwined with me, is a memory I'll just have to face.

Ignited beneath your touch, just like the fireworks in the month of July; it was simple and yet more.

I'm still astounded how we so seamlessly blended our relationship we carry within us now into friendship. Was it our comfort with one another, or the trust we had built.

I'm thankful for the kiss of fire as colors brightened the sky, and something within me.

Who would've thought when we had first met, we would have encountered these situations and navigated our way through, together.

No, not bittersweet, no hesitations or regrets. Just thankful for the opportunity to feel something I haven't felt in a while.

Thankful, for that small piece of more.