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I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop feeling you in ways that make no sense and yet feel inevitable. Every glance, every touch, every word you’ve spoken lives in me, burns in me, claws into me. I think about your hands. The way they linger just long enough to leave me wanting more. I think about your lips. The way they remembered mine before I could even memorize yours. I think about your voice. Low, commanding, soft, pulling me in even when your words told me to stay away. I am obsessed. Not lightly. Not politely. Not with some fleeting crush I can control. I am consumed. My body, my mind, my chest, my pulse, all of me belongs to you in ways I cannot name, cannot tame, cannot escape. I know I should step back. I know I should respect the space you insist on. I know the man waiting for me, the one who deserves me, the one who could give me everything, deserves more than the fragments I still carry of you. But I cannot. I cannot stop. Because you are fire. You are the ache I feel in my bones. You are the want I cannot quiet. You are the part of me that cannot exist without being close to you. I remember every moment we shared, and even the ones we didn’t fully live, the moments you imagined, the glances we almost stole, the touches we never admitted to needing. I remember them all. And they haunt me beautifully. I know I am reckless. I know I am raw. I know that being here, loving you this way, is dangerous. I know I risk hurting someone else, someone good, someone right, simply because my heart refuses to obey. I know it. And I don’t care. Because I am yours. Even if you cannot claim me fully. Even if you cannot give me everything I need. Even if you cannot step into the fire you started. I am yours. In every thought. In every ache. In every pulse that races when I remember you. I am yours. In the quiet, in the dark, in the longing that twists my chest and makes me tremble. I am yours. Even if only in ways you cannot see, cannot hold, cannot give. I would throw away reason, fairness, safety, everything, for one more second with you. One more touch, one more glance, one more whispered word in the dark. I would risk heartbreak, impossibility, chaos, all of it, just to feel you again. I am reckless. I am raw. I am alive in the fire you left behind. And I would do it all again. Every impossible, burning, heart-shattering moment. Because nothing else has ever mattered. Because nothing else has ever felt this real. Even now, even in friendship, even in restraint, I am consumed. I cannot undo it. I cannot shrink it. I cannot stop being yours. And that is the brutal, impossible truth.
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pop
3:58
No
2/23/2026