Wednesday, November 11, 2009


"I miss you when I’m not with you. Do you understand that? Every moment that I am not with you, my body cries for you. I need to hear your voice. My body aches for you. Not necessarily sexually, although I miss that, too. My body cries for your presence, and it hurts me. I crave your touch. I crave your kiss. I crave all of you. And you are so far away.”

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