Obsessions.

My hands are numb where you held me so tight, for so long. Your absence cloaks me with a void I can’t seem to break. Come, come back to the little space that we always had. To our transparent shining rainbow coloured bed. Hear me, I’m whispering your name. Before it all ends, let us be one again.

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