twenty pounds. i can see all these changes, but there are miles to go before i sleep.
i am not you and you are me.
it' not fair, but i can't be in anyone else's head but my own. no matter how much i want to. i'm stuck in me. i like being in me, but i want in you, too. i want your experience. i want your you.
but all i get is my you. it's never enough. i always want more. want to dig dig dig. i have hope. if we keep talking. if i keep hugging. if i keep pushing. maybe i'll get in.
it's scary to think of it the other way around. think of you in here. doubt you'd want it. don't know if i would. letting go that much. openning it all. does anybody really want that? it's crazy fun in there, but scary. anybody but me.
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