You went silent and I could see you wanted to ask me something.
Whatever you asked I already knew I was going to say, yes.
You asked me to massage your back.
I told you that your back is really stressed out.
Yes, I carry a lot on myself, you said.
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confusion's illusion
Romancea love story. well the one side of it. And a cluster of random other parts of my story.
