I miss personal contact =/
I see your face, and like a splash of clear cold water - I’m startled awake from loneliness. I hear your voice, and like something lost and wanted, I feel a breathless interest. A video stutter is a cruel and sudden reminder - you are unknowably remote - and this magic connecting us is just another of passion's obstacles.
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