I’ve been thinking of you so often my hands are number than ever before.
I’m gripping tightly to the memories of you naked beside me. I’m holding onto the moments faded by distance and time apart.
I wanted more of you but your answer was no so I went my own path to a life of solitude.
Solitary thinking with a satisfaction that could only come from something my life is lacking, I find holes in the story of my life while thinking back to the way things could have happened.
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