and i've been hiding from myself a little bit
running driving going as fast and far as i could
and now you're across a continent & ocean and i would love to hear your voice... just a little bit, some sort of comfort and affection and we're both moving on and i don't want to be with you but i want to be around you
folding my socks this evening i realized just how much i miss you
i'm starting a school year without you, and i've never done that before, you've always been around, asking me how my day went, telling me how yours was, showering as i peeked in the curtain at your wet body and we would goof off and laugh at each other and you kissing me all wet
come home, maybe a little bit to me, i wonder still- could we be together and happy somehow? could i tone down and accept you and you commit politically & emotionally and then everything would be ok, we would be fine, right?
i don't always miss you like this. sometimes i ignore it.
ectomorphing endomorphs burn paper for warmth in asylum beds while wondering where their mothers are no one to help you now the white walls scream not like there ever was
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