Longing

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I'm not your type
Yet I wish I was.

Intimacy is something that
I am unfamiliar with.
Yet I have never
Craved it more.

Your presence makes
The days bearable.
Proximity leaving me
Fulfilled.

The empty nights
Do hurt.
Wishing you were
Lying by me.

I'm not your type
Yet I wish I was.

But do not feel bad
It's not your fault.
And I will be
Okay.

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