Adam

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Where do I even begin

To know someone like you

Is truly a blessing


You are the last fry in the McDonalds bag

You are the rainbow after the rain

You are the 4 bars of cellular service in the woods

You are everything I want.

Perhaps even everything I need.


I do hate that I'm so attached to you

That even going a single day

Without talking to you

It does something to me

I become a bird

Who has lost all sense of direction


Really

I just want to love you 

And for you to love me

I want us

But it seems so out of reach


Please just tell me what I'm 

Supposed to do

Without you

You're slipping away

At least it seems

And I don't know what to do.


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