tomorrow's plans

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my bed is cold without you in it.
without your touch, your giggles when i kiss your neck and face.
we're only distanced by a mile or two but it feels like a million.
we're trapped by time, me having to get picked up at midnight and feeling the hours blow by, wishing we had just 5 more minutes to lay with each other.
i look forward to seeing you tonight, in my dreams.
i look forward to being able to lay with you during my REM cycle, because regardless if any of this is real or not,
you're what i look forward to most.
i'll see you tomorrow.

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