The time where we shared the same pillows, to where we had the same idea of the different lives we lead. I rest my head on those sentiments my darling. Coming home never felt so wonderful and plentiful, the eventful sound of your keys, how childlike I feel in anticipation, I am counting the minutes, hours, seconds…I’m waiting in anticipation…I only long for moments like these where I realize what I have been searching, hoping for has my heart at a rapid palpitation. I am in anticipation, I pray to have moments like these daily, barely can I breathe when I am holding every breath for you…I am in anticipation… your haunting greeting, bathes my muddy soul…I am anticipating you in every way I can.
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