we connected over craigslist

Denver CO

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we, the anonymous lovers, we, hiding our faces to undress our minds, we knew we were escaping more than we were finding, but there was always that hope. we remembered love, obsession, infatuation, addiction. call it something awful if you want to, but know that what it was was perfect and temporary. if it could be like that all the time... if it could be like that with someone just a little more compatible, a little closer, a little more patient... then maybe i wouldn't feel the ache. breathe a moment and feel that ache. that is why you're here again reading this. the emptiness of being alone. it won't ever be filled by this, it can only be pushed down, away. but if you look up, away, maybe the feeling isn't as bad as it was a moment ago. sleep well.