There’s not a second that goes by when I’m not thinking of you in some way.

There’s not a second that goes by when I’m not thinking of you in some way. I want to see your face. Feel your hands in mine. Feel you against me. But I know that will never be. You left me, and I can’t get you back… I move like I imagine the damned do, cursed. I feel like it’s only a matter of time… I don’t know why I’m writing this, I don’t know what can come of it. I know I can’t get you back. I don’t know why this has happened to us. I feel like it’s me. Bad luck. Poison. I’ve stopped doing this world any real good.



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