"It was when you were in his arms, and only his, that you felt you were at peace, and safe, and warm and protected. Like nothing bad could ever harm you as long as you were in his arms. They were tight and cuddly and protective, they were an addiction. You felt loved, and not the fake love that someone else made you believe was real. It was the love that when you felt it, it felt like it could never end, that you would have to worry about being alone ever again. They were soft and kind, gentle as a feather. And I wanted nothing more than to never leave that warm embrace. Only his embrace."
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