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this bed is cold. the mattress shudders your name. it tickles my spine. i am forever breaking the back of wanting you, forever remembering what lust looks like by the shape my fingers make when lost inside me.
i’m looking for you inside me, curling, beckoning. 

i’m looking for you, still.

i’m coming for you, still.



some things never change // d.s. 
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