i shared in the pain as i watched the past lovers through the screen.
feeling for fictional characters.
its then. that i find myself wanting to cry.
cry out to you.
hoping you hear me.
i always hope that.
youre so present in his life.
so apparent. so enwrapped.
how do you get there?
ive been trying for years.
ive been wanting for always.
i never come close.
i never feel close.
hopefully you come from nowhere.
i wanna write.
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