Kurrs' Digital Tapestry of Words

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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