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I’d give anything to be back writing our names in the sand on Pensacola beach feeling your joy seep itself into my body as if it were a sponge, the tide touching my thighs as if to wish me a safe flight home as if it knew that the only real home I would ever know would be there, with you, as if it knew it would be half a year before we would be able to embrace each other again. There is no one in this city I can be my whole self around and I cannot help but feel guilty for claiming loneliness because there are a handful of people I could call right now that would come over to hold me if I expressed my emptiness to them. But none of them are you and that is the greatest tragedy I have ever known and so I can’t help but stay here as I am, alone. I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you.
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Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 8:35 PM UTC
i miss you
I’d give anything to be back writing our names in the sand on Pensacola beach feeling your joy seep itself into my body as if it were a sponge, the tide touching my thighs as if to wish me a safe flight home as if it knew that the only real home I would ever know would be there, with you, as if it knew it would be half a year before we would be able to embrace each other again. There is no one in this city I can be my whole self around and I cannot help but feel guilty for claiming loneliness because there are a handful of people I could call right now that would come over to hold me if I expressed my emptiness to them. But none of them are you and that is the greatest tragedy I have ever known and so I can’t help but stay here as I am, alone. I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you.
lyra-brown
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lyra-brown
Canadian
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 8:35 PM UTC
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