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[ineffablemossy]

Sometimes I feel down that I've always had so few friends.

Then I think about what friend means, what I want with a friend. And I wrote out a list of cool things.

Then I think wait that's the banal stuff. That's not really it.

What I really want is:

To be vulnerable with you, I want to look in your eyes and feel them strip my soul bare

I want your comfort, I want to drain you dry of it like I'm dying of thirst

I want to do crimes with you and make it cute

I want to know you biblically, sometimes, maybe, sometimes not

I want to disappear for years and come back to your face, unchanged in its brightness as if only a moment had passed

I want to leave for a two hour meeting and dramatically announce my return by draping myself over your desk like a renaissance sculpture

I long to BREATHE you in

To CONSUME YOU

And have you do the same

To go waaaay back and have that mean the World

And then I think

Maybe I have unrealistic expectations

Or maybe I'm just a demon, and you're just an angel I know