Who Am I Kidding...

There's so much rationalizing you can do, until the emotions jump you and keep you hostage for an unknown period of time. I don't want a ransom. I prefer to be here, where you are as real as you were when I touched your back. It burned, I bet. My hand was burning. It still is.

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