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It makes sense. It makes complete sense. Like day turning into night, like water running in a creek, like a hot bath after a cold day. It feels more than correct, it can't be any other way. A part of you feels missing, when they're not around. I don't just mentally crave it, my body feels lifeless and dull, longing for them again. Checking the time, counting the seconds, waiting until they're back happens without realization. Being in love is the strongest thing. The most powerful feeling. when they're away, the entire world feels wrong, because it only feels right with them.
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Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 6:57 PM UTC
Simple Love
It makes sense. It makes complete sense. Like day turning into night, like water running in a creek, like a hot bath after a cold day. It feels more than correct, it can't be any other way. A part of you feels missing, when they're not around. I don't just mentally crave it, my body feels lifeless and dull, longing for them again. Checking the time, counting the seconds, waiting until they're back happens without realization. Being in love is the strongest thing. The most powerful feeling. when they're away, the entire world feels wrong, because it only feels right with them.
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Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 6:57 PM UTC
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