"i missed your skin when you were east, you clicked your heels and wished for me..."
i cant sleep.
not when i cant look in on you.
not when i cant feel you on my chest.
not even with hurricane of excitement here.
i cant be me.
i dont remember how.
i wouldnt want that memory even if i could,
if i had to do it on my own.
id pass.
skip me.
go on to someone who
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