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You no longer miss the person but phantom sensations of gentle physical intimacies haunt you and make you ache in ways you didn't before. Such simple, common things like watching a movie or going out to eat or returning to your room can feel so stupidly lonesome. The longing for physical interaction anything at all clings and you feel so cold? Yes, cold. So randomly and so strongly but you cannot shrug it off. So you play that song a little louder this time and burrow deeper into your blankets. Dig out a pair of mismatched socks but the chill permeates from within you.
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 10:54 PM UTC
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You no longer miss the person but phantom sensations of gentle physical intimacies haunt you and make you ache in ways you didn't before. Such simple, common things like watching a movie or going out to eat or returning to your room can feel so stupidly lonesome. The longing for physical interaction anything at all clings and you feel so cold? Yes, cold. So randomly and so strongly but you cannot shrug it off. So you play that song a little louder this time and burrow deeper into your blankets. Dig out a pair of mismatched socks but the chill permeates from within you.
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 10:54 PM UTC
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