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I wish it was easier to explain, how out of my lack of sleep I had grown a new set of organs. Just being so close to her took my breath away, my lungs were useless in her presence. So these dream-land lungs would come in handy. She sent my heart through aneurysms almost momentarily upon contact, so I’d have to deal with this mythological heart. They were necessities. Each working more than ten times slower than the ones before them. Perhaps now, I could sleep, perhaps now, I could dream.
I have to move.
I have to run away. I just-
I just cant be here. Release me.
I don’t know how I could possibly dream of leaving that apartment. Her apartment. I couldn’t possibly leave her the way, I knew I should. But somehow I managed to crawl out of her bed, and sat on the couch along the outskirts of her room. I’d moved away from her beauty, and away from what my mother would call our “sin”.
This is your last chance.
Just sneak out while you still can.
She’ll never miss you.
Never even think about you ever again.
I have to move.
I have to run away. I just-
I just cant be here. Release me.
I don’t know how I could possibly dream of leaving that apartment. Her apartment. I couldn’t possibly leave her the way, I knew I should. But somehow I managed to crawl out of her bed, and sat on the couch along the outskirts of her room. I’d moved away from her beauty, and away from what my mother would call our “sin”.
This is your last chance.
Just sneak out while you still can.
She’ll never miss you.
Never even think about you ever again.