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when you aren't even looking
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I never realized how lost I was until I found him... well until he found me.

Am I allowed to say this stuff quite yet? Never really been good at this shit... but he makes me feel like it's as easy as breathing. It's so easy to be transparent with him... perhaps because he knows there's nothing for me to hide.

Dying in his arms - let alone his presence would be utter bliss.

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