it's been a long road but this cobblestone path has nearly ended.
the scrapes against my bare feet gently bleed,
careful not to lose too much.
i'm craving you, feeling unwanted.
looking for a hidden gesture in between the parts in your words.
are you giving me a sign?
is there a hint i'm not receiving?
operator,
your signal is static.
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i told him once that i was insanely imagining that he was feeling or implying things
and he said my imagining was not random - that he was feeling things
love is such shit, really.
this really speaks to me. you are so incredibly gifted.
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