even while i’m laying next to a body,
and breathing heavily
underneath the weight of warm hands,
even when they say the right words
and look at me with dewy eyes
like they mean it,
well
maybe you do know
how to touch,
and maybe you do mean it,
but, my god,
i’ve never been so lonely.
and breathing heavily
underneath the weight of warm hands,
even when they say the right words
and look at me with dewy eyes
like they mean it,
well
maybe you do know
how to touch,
and maybe you do mean it,
but, my god,
i’ve never been so lonely.
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