Perpetual Emotional Flux
I feel a dull tug of a magnet lodged within me, it pulls and pulls, but will never be strong enough. Do they kiss you as I would? With every ounce of blood in their body, so intensely they worry their heart might give out? As I would. We agree to ignore the pull. Where we are fated to gather dust on separate shelves.
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