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I remember the first time I saw them, it was love at first sight. There was something special about them, I didn't know if it was the light that I saw every time I was seeing them at night, or if it was the way touching them made me feel. I still don't know, but at least now I can come to terms with my feelings. They didn't talk much, but that was alright, I talked enough for the both of us.
When I was riding them I always felt like I was something. Our times together sometimes lasted only a few minutes, but I had the stamina to last for hours.
I always come on them, and even if my time with them is fast, hasty and tearfully hard, I can count on them.
The sounds they make are sometimes weird. It makes them sound old. But even if the're not perfect, even if they make me tired, I like them, so very much.