02/07/2014 14:57
"....When you go home at night, the evening is done.
But for me, it’s just begun, because I’ll be staring at my ceiling in the dark, thinking about you over and over until I can finally fall asleep."
But for me, it’s just begun, because I’ll be staring at my ceiling in the dark, thinking about you over and over until I can finally fall asleep."
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But I want you. I want you in a way that is hard to control, hard to
keep a secret, hard to fit into my body. I feel like I am constantly
bursting at the seams, struggling under the weight of a secret so great
and powerful. I think about you, the way a hungry person thinks of food,
the way a poor person thinks of money, the way a gasping fish thinks of
getting back into the water. I think of you, all the time, and I don’t
know how to stop.
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