Heart palpitations!
Stress!
Feelings....
The feeling of anger presents itself upon me for no reason. Heart racing, tears trying to disperse, head wants to explode.
Finding every little thing to be mad at that shouldn't even concern me but it does. Finding a way to annoy and disappoint me. Abusing trust.
Hopefully one day you will realise, no form of materialism will excite me as much as your affectionate touch.
Am i asking for much??
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Author:
chanté (
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