Dear lover, my back hurts after a long night; my back hurts for no apparent reason. The sun is coming very soon and I stand here looking at the emptiness of my surroundings. I can’t breathe, so I decide to go and sleep. So I crawl. I feel so weak, yet so hopeful for tomorrow. I crawl to you from miles apart in time. My eyes hurt for all the talking they did, they said so much, they always do.
I feel weak. My existence crawls in my body, for I can’t breathe.
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