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I have not seen you in a long time, and though it kills me, I know right now it is for the better. The miles separate us more than arguments and fights. I can read your words, but cannot hear your voice. I can hear your voice but cannot see your face. I can see your face, and hear your voice, but cannot touch your body. As much as we put our differences aside, we can only be so close. My fingers cannot run through your hair, and our bodies cannot mingle. Our souls cannot dance, intertwining together in foolish rhythms. I long for the day I wake up to your wholesome eyes, and the ripeness that comes with you after a long night. Some time is needed before our fate is decided, but I know you and I will eventually come together.
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F.S. Yousaf (Euphoria)