I miss you with every stroke of the clock. The ominous clang of times humming through my head. Hours feel like days, days like years, and weeks of eternity pass my clustered mind. I long to see you again, you were just wrapped up in my arms not too long ago. Why does the body yearn for touch and warmth so much with so little time? I will forever sit in my darkness and wonder about us. Who gave this gift, and why is no one trying to take it away? It is a mystery and I accept the fact that I will never know. They say you have a limit, and that I am limitless- can we change this? Will our wishes come true, or have we wasted a breath that could have been expelled on one of our many trips we plan. Once again I accept.
Can I ever finish anything with out interruption.
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