i don't quite know how i ended up on the pavement, the bathroom floor, barely breathing between you and the back of your couch and i don't know if this means you want me or if you just want.
i do know that the dreams in which you love me weren't real. not yet at least; and they may never be.
so strange to wake up and find you just out of my reach.
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