It is strange to say,
I miss you.
I've never been the kind of person
who keeps you by her side,
but now I feel the sting
of the cold air
from where you kept me warm.
It is strange to think,
I need you.
It's only been three days since
I gave you up to her hands
and though I know she will be gentle,
no one can treat you like I can.
I love you indefinitely.
And maybe it isn't so strange
because the way we feel together
makes me think it could last forever
so when you come back
I'll be sure to welcome you
with open arms and a pencil in hand.
I LOVE YOU SKETCHBOOK! <3 I hope you know that from far over here! I miss you so desperately I drew with my tablet. I hope you don't get angry with me, I promise there's no love there for me <3 I LOVE YOU SKETCHBOOOOOK~
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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