The 6.35am

It is an aching pocket of pain pressing against my heart whenever I think about how I have unintentionally upset you and I let my mind wander to dreams of things that could never happen no matter how much I want it, how much I will it, how much I’d kill for a minute within your arms, against your chest to hear if your heartbeat is as hollow as my own.

Please say something soon

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