I don’t like when he’s away.
I’ve grown accustomed to having a warm body
next to mine every night.
I’ve grown accustomed with not having to go far
or do much
to be entertained.
This is the predicament I find myself in again:
what do I do
when I’m alone
that makes me
feel
whole?
I relate to this so much, lovely words
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Thank you for sharing that, it always means a lot to me when someone connects with my words ❤
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