I want to know you. How your body feels against mine as we sleep, legs intertwined. The way your heart beats as I lay awake listening to your breaths. I want to know the way your hand would slowly trace the outline of my jaw before you kiss me — oh, the way you would kiss me. I want to know what’s on your mind at night, what keeps you up, my dear. I want to know how we’d fall in love, what it would be like to hear your voice everyday. What it would be like to have you here. I want you.
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