She moved through me like air.

I couldn’t stop her, it, this, fuck… I couldn’t stop us.

Us… What a novel concept. Right?

I have to laugh… Ha. Because, if I don’t, my soul may fall to pieces.

There is no answer for people like me, like her, like us…

Just an aching that reaches out across the universe yearning to be put to sleep.

I breathe her in every breath; I feel her in every moment that we forget.

I just want to know when, where, why… Fuck! Tell me what to do and how to do it. I don’t need a reason. I just need the means to make my reality.

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