Drowning sorrow after a happy and engaging conversation. Realizing that’s as far as it will go. Facing the fact that I want more and wont get it.
You’re memorizing
you’re magnetic
you’re a blank slate that I can fill with all my desires. That mythical person who has it all and fulfills my all
When we talk in Internal conflicts
- May 26, 2020, 12:08 a.m.
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