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Another lonely day. Missing her. I want so much to be close to her. To be there in Chicago where our lives can learn the art of compromise and of proximity and compassion and time and lust and love and we can go on dates or walk the streets at night, hand in hand, kissing at intersections, talking about life.
Although we talked about me moving up there in January, it's so far away. My brain is working overtime trying to come up with ways to afford moving there sooner.
Although we talked about me moving up there in January, it's so far away. My brain is working overtime trying to come up with ways to afford moving there sooner.