When you fall asleep do you dream about me? And when you're in your dorm room do you still draw pictures? Or are you getting fucked? Are you getting fucked by someone else?

And when I think back to the naked pictures that we sent, they were more than explicit because all I want to do now is rub your back.

Now who do you get to touch?
Who do you sext at night to tell you it's alright?
Who tells you you're alright?

Are you getting fucked?
Tell me who you touch.
Do they know your hands like my needy desperate hands do?
I'm sorry.
Please kill me.

I'll never know how to love appropriately. I tried to love your face and came out so unhealthy. I'm sorry.

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