I write to bring you closer. To imagine your fingers
trailing on the curve of my neck onto my shoulder. To recall the feel of your
lips in the curve of my waist. And how are bodies would fall into each other
like words in a crossword puzzle. I write for the raw ache inside me when the
ink seeps into the paper-for the bittersweet sorrow which comes from bringing
you back.
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