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i'm coming Home & i know it's wrong, but all i can think, "will i run into you?" our Love is unrequited, & always will be. you can't accept my God, & i can't accept your gender, or lack of one? i don't know. i'm coming Home & i will drive through the hollers & the hills of E.Ky, if only for the hope of seeing you, even briefly. i still recall the many nights sharing music notes & secret dreams, yearning to feel each other, to share the same breath & the same mattress. i'm coming Home & i know i won't contact you, but my only wish is that you would read this & come find me. please find me.
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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 10:20 PM UTC
I know you won't read this, but I still hope that you think of me at times.
i'm coming Home & i know it's wrong, but all i can think, "will i run into you?" our Love is unrequited, & always will be. you can't accept my God, & i can't accept your gender, or lack of one? i don't know. i'm coming Home & i will drive through the hollers & the hills of E.Ky, if only for the hope of seeing you, even briefly. i still recall the many nights sharing music notes & secret dreams, yearning to feel each other, to share the same breath & the same mattress. i'm coming Home & i know i won't contact you, but my only wish is that you would read this & come find me. please find me.
yellahgirl
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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 10:20 PM UTC
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