I don't crave drama. I'm not looking for passion for a few days.
I dream of him - real, alive, with his shadow, fatigue, past.
I want to love him like an adult, but to the point of ants.
To hug him so that everything around becomes quiet.
To know that with him you can be silent - and feel a connection.
To be not better - but your own.
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