I'm well aware I won't be the last person to kiss your lips or cook you dinner.
Or touch your hand, or wake up next to you.
Any of that.
That's the only reason I'm not being vulnerable really. Because I know there was a past and will be a futur and that I will end up somewhere in the middle.
I don't like that idea, I don't want to be the one in the middle.
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