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The sparkle.

The way your eyes light up when you see me.

The pain.

The jealousy and knowing that I am not her.

The joy.

Knowing that you talk to me more than her.

The confusion.

Wondering how you feel.

The taste.

Though we've never touched, I can feel you.

The warmth.

Knowing your always there for me.

The hunger.

Wishing your always there with me.

The miracle.

Maybe.

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