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Doing everything I can to escape these falling tears
Up so early in the morning... around 6AM actually... I wake up to a balling fit of tears streaming down my face with no sign of stopping whatsoever. I try to steady my breathing and even get up to go wash my face, but nothing seems to stop this impeding storm of tears. I know I'm not sad, I know that I'm not upset or anything... My mind races all over as I feel the crying come over me once more until her name rushes into my head over and over again.
Goddamn this bridge of emotional connection!, I swear to myself as I rub my eyes against my pillows to dry them. Yet, it's not our connection that I curse... Rather that I can still feel everything despite not talking to you anymore... That it's even stronger than it's ever been... And with each and every tear falling, I want to hold you tight and let you know that everything will be alright. Give you the comfort that I know someone else must be giving you in my place...
Call her. Maybe she's waiting for you again to call, the whispers in my mind get louder and louder as I silence them, telling them not to doubt my resolve and will to maintain my promise to her.
What if she wants to know that your emotions are real? What if she's worried about how she feels and needs your actions to validate h--
SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!, I yell over and over until the voices subside once more and I find myself panting in bed, rivers still flowing down my cheeks without any sign of stopping.
I watch the sun rise and feel the desire, despite fighting it back, grow stronger and stronger with each passing moment. Not to praise you or tell you how much I love you... But just to hear your voice, whispering softly, "Good Morning, Dom."
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Always thinking of the possibility of you and me...
Always thinking of the possibility of you and me...