Lately our grasp has weaked. We have held hands this long, we can’t let go now. Let’s talk tonight and if it takes us until the morning to see the light of day, we will put in the time. Talk to me, why have our fingers started to separate? Do you now crave my touch? I still crave yours. I continue to close my eyes at any point in the day and can smell the scent of your hair. The divide is breaking me, we are supposed to be united. Do you not feel the same? Because I want to feel the same, the same as I felt when we first kiss, when we last made Love, I want the passion of life back. We can find compromise, just come home, hold my hand tight again, and let’s talk….


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