2:02am laying in bed. I self edit. I contemplate if something is really worth sharing. I will stop. I share my feelings, my thoughts.
The WIL is my best friend. I tell her everything. When I see a text from her my body floods with happiness. No matter where she is I want to be with her. I love her. I love being intimate with her. I love talking to her. Hearing about her day. What adventures she had, people she met.
We haven’t communicated in 14 months. We haven’t seen each other in over a year and a half. Those numbers don’t mean anything. I am here. Waiting.
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