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It hurts. Every second of your absence is an eternity. To be so far, and yet as close as we are is that maddening itch in the back of the throat which I cannot scratch.

I try to make you laugh, but a joke will be almost surely taken the wrong way. I won't cut you, even if by accident, my sweet Minnie.

Here we are, trapped in words.

Please, believe me when I say there's no one else for me. The reason, it's you.

It was always you, before I knew of your existence. And now, I cannot unknow. We go back to the zebra playing the piano.

I have control over my actions, but not over the room that you made for yourself inside of me. I tend to it daily, hourly, each minute... you get the idea.

There's only one way in which I'd stab you with a hug and a kiss on the forehead. Only one. Once. Hours.

That is a promise I intend to keep.

Just a minute.