Apart from being minuscule to you your world is bigger than mine. I wish I could be a part of that world. A part of that empty void that fills your stomach. That empty space you live in. I do wish you’d love me back. I do wish you’d have been the space I made a world in. You’re like a book I want to read the book I wish to complete the ones I wanna write in….
take me….
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