Do you ever read something and have each word pull at your being?
Does your heart just ache with it all? Sometimes I fall in love with an
authors way with words and yearn to recreate that feeling. I think
that is what love is, it's an ache that you don't mind having because
it makes you feel so good. I know it doesn't make any sense but
seriously I have a longing for that deep ache, coated with honey, that
comforts while occasionally causing your throat to close up with the
weight of tears held back. I don't know. 'that was loneliness' I want
'this was loneliness ending.'
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