love me. please. take me with you. if only because i cant seem to take myself. im scared to even voice the things that i feel. they scare me. im not that. or maybe i am? thats even more frightening. what do i do now? who is this person i hear in my head? what is this pain i cant seem to shake? and the comfort? the joy? the even keeled perfection of a smoothe, silky fit? what is that?  a dream? a tease? the future. dont say that. just stay.

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