Since 2009, through all the posers, the users, the stalkers. the gold diggers the fakers, the takers, the hurricane, the pet deaths, the losses, the missed connections, the misunderstandings, the fear, the unknown, the giggling in the middle of the night, the stories we invented. the feelings.... the feelings I so wanted to be real, tangible... face to sweet face.
but no, just another message on this screen. Just one sweet face, laugh lines, crows feet, freckles, twinkling brown Irish eyes...... but no, just another message like all the others.... passing through, just passing through...
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