Can you feel me when I think about you? Do you know that you still cross my mind in the silence of the night, somewhere between the parallels of consciousness and sleep? Do you know that I fight with myself constantly, promising myself that I will no longer be second best to the nameless others, but it is easy to fall back into the old patterns of the past and ex-lovers.
I am getting so tired and I think that it might just be easier to give up on all of this; to give up on you.
Would you pleasure me with an answer as to where we are to go from here on in?
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