
Soul tied.
I don’t want to need you for the
rest of our eternal lives. I can’t let myself need
you in hopes that the things keeping us apart will
eventually dissolve like acid pouring over an invisible wall.
But I do.
I need you.
I need you like how plants need the sun.
I need you like oxygen in my bruised lungs.
I need you like a child needs their mother.
I need you as if you were the blood pumping into my steady heart, now beating with a new rhythm, with a new purpose to be yours wholly, again.
So, tell me you need me too…
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