i wish my darling was home.
this place could exist anywhere,
as long as he his in my arms.
i love holding him.
[maybe more than i like him holding me.]
i like to be the safety blanket, sometimes.
most times. tee hee.
my dear, my dear;
be a rockstar,
then come home.
please.
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