tuttlebird
You're calling me closer like a hurricane, dragging me in with every breath that you take. You're strong - you always have been. I just wish I was stronger.
Your fingers brushed my cheek - they're cold, but I feel warm when they touch me. I guess that must be what love is, feeling warm against even the chilliest touch. I loved your touch.
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