there’s a tenderness to his touch that wasn’t there yesterday. maybe he senses the distance between us: the fresh length of who i am from who he is. he stands behind me, close, lips pressed into the tender flesh behind my ear. i love you so much he whispers, kissing my stretched lobe and sighing deeply.
i don’t reply.
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