Dear Michael,
It's four a.m., and I want nothing more than to be hidden inconspicuously in the crevices of your arms, to have my legs intertwined with yours, and our fingers locked together ever so delicately.
It's four a.m., and the only thoughts that fill my mind are those of you, and how much I need you by my side.
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erase me | m.c.
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