You, you are never alone.
*I sigh and stare at my empty glass where only
a small pool of water from the dissolved
ice cube remains*
I am always alone.
*You agitate me and make me believe
all kinds of things*
I hate being alone.
I want a you.
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 5:30 PM UTC
You, you are never alone.
*I sigh and stare at my empty glass where only
a small pool of water from the dissolved
ice cube remains*
I am always alone.
*You agitate me and make me believe
all kinds of things*
I hate being alone.
I want a you.
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