Kurrs' Digital Tapestry of Words

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You warned me, the very first moment you sensed my interest, you warned me. You were straight forward and clear, that you were not to be had in that way. But I persisted, because, in truth I think you want that, or, perhaps more simply, it is what you are accustomed to. I still don't know where I fit into that schema, but perhaps I sat simply unobserved: Schrödinger's relationship. Because in his eyes you were always lost. I understand why now, no matter the hurt and surprise I came to when I realised whose they were. They are quite lovely.

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I ache everywhere, for various reasons. My legs, my hips, my hands, my head, my heart. It aches. It's hard to find a centre, to affix myself to some position of stability while my body and mind betray me. I was having trouble sleeping, and now that I can get it, I only dream of you. A cruel trick of the light, I'm not even sure I want you anymore given the current situation. But I did, very fiercely, very recently, and maybe this is the shadows it burnt onto the walls of my skull.

I feel like I'm tripping over these words, like I mutedly try to navigate my life, bumping into things and apologising. I just want to curl into your limbs and play with your hair. I want to love you and I want you to love me. I want to stop feeling so fucking alone.

I don't even have a you.


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