The touch, just your touch I crave. I know you feel it too. Sometimes during the day I get this catch in my chest and my heart beats fast, then slow, then fast and then I know you're thinking about me. I know it sounds crazy, possibly restraining orderish crazy but I truly think I know when you are thinking of me.
I feel you.
I know you want me too. Your touch told me you wanted me. A tug of my hair as I had to leave, unkissed. But not unsatiated.
Today just your touch mattered, just you being you.
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