time is still flowing. as relentless as ever. we're both still here. i don't know where else to go so i always come back to you. time and time again. there's a bed there for me to sleep. a cutlery set and mug just for me too. you've slowly carved room in your life for me. when i tap on the front door ever so lightly, it caved in. i have a spare key now. it's interesting. over time i've gained a second home. i still feel some type of way about it all. like an imposter who's crossing some sort of boundry. sometimes it's home. sometime's it's outside of my comfort zone. same way with you. please smile at me more. i like compliments. i hate attention, but i like having yours. it's weird to me also. saying please. it's odd. like you have the upper hand. i have an inferiority complex. i'm working on it. sigh.
Dudu*
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