I'm sitting here looking at your face and watching your every move. It isn't good enough for me. I need to feel you touch me again. I need you to stare into my eyes again and make my heart race. Comfort me, hold me as I cry. Why aren't you here? Why do we have to suffer from something as ridiculous as distance? While we were laying together
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