172 wanting to feel you, wanting to breathe

and i thought you wanted to feel like breathing
you have delicate hands
and i know why

i'm all flushed cheeks and breathlessness with a joy i'd only ever read about until recently

last night i got home around 3:30am and tried to sleep but gave up around 6:30, when was the last time i slept? i'm still not tired, it's like my mind doesn't want to slip into dreams and let go of this unbelievable reality. it's holding on to these feelings and i'm saying shh, they will still be here in the morning. i know they will


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