Like lying in a bed with your best friend and whispering things into their ear, things that you only want them to hear like cupping your hands and talking through tidy fingers letting secrets slip out of your mouth, like her turning horrified into your face and never knowing you again, like pushing someone away when you are trying to pull them close like only ever knowing one way of connecting with people, and then one day you can’t do that anymore, and you find yourself stranded without a soul around.
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