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Why do I sit here thinking these thoughts?
Praying to see you...
You've caused these knots
In my stomach to harden.

I want you.

I need you to see my again.
Kiss my eyelids, grab my hand
and take me to a secret land
where it's only you and I.

It hurts.

Trapped within these walls
is the tension we built,
and I want nothing more than to feel you.