D:I miss you. More than I should. More than I thought. It makes me ache. I’m tired of aching. I know what has to be done, but I don’t like it. I’m tired of being lonely. I’m tired of having impossible dreams. What I want is so simple. I want someone to be loved and someone to love me. That wants to be there when I wake. That loves me when I’m moody and overworked. Someone to just be there. It’s all I’ve ever wanted and something that’s always eluded me. And I hate it.
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