trying to imagine how it would be to exist in your arms
to listen to the thumping of your heart as nuzzled into your chest
to feel your warmth
to touch your skin
to know that I'm better than him
is too heartbreaking to visualize
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Poetryseparation leads to desperation yet avoiding you is just one of my bad habits I can't rid of p.s. gonna contain some very lesbian thoughts
