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Oct 2014
Sitting at home with a cold
You at yours, me at mine
Texting back and forth, watching
Same movie at the same time

Getting one that said
We should watch together
Rushing to get ready for your
Arrival, pretending it's 'whatever'

Two hours go by and nothing
Tell me later, sorry I fell asleep
It's okay, I love you so much
I only fell apart and weeped
Darling, you were such the perfect lie...
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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