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sometimes i catch myself daydreaming about them again. the w..
Published: July 10th 2025, 10:47:57 am
sometimes i catch myself daydreaming about them again. the way they look at each other, like they have a whole secret language. i wonder what it would feel like to be folded into that—into their rhythm, their warmth, their trust. not just touched, but included. not just watched, but wanted by both.
she’s soft-spoken, always smiling when she passes me in the hallway. he’s quiet too, but his eyes linger just a little longer than they should. i’m not sure if they know the way they make me feel—like i’m standing on the edge of something i shouldn’t want this much.
but i do. i want their closeness. their attention. to be theirs for one slow, perfect night.
