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Mr. Mystery Man returns to my life again. Different person, but the same none the less. The Mystery Man is always someone who is looked at differently, except in my mind. I adore him.



He comes into my life plain and simple. There was no doors to be tore down, no locks to be picked. He turned the knob and walked right in. And my did he turn my world around too..



I feel happy around him. Laying in his bed. His arm around me. Our older actions are no more, but I know he can sense me thinking about it. I want him to hold me more. I don’t ever want him to let me go. I don’t want to lose the Mystery Man again.



Please just stay with me another night. Make my battles easier to fight. Let me feel safe, relaxed, and right. I need it. Oh god do I need it..