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Half and Half Doesn't Make Me Whole

It’s perfect! I, so childishly, thought.
And yet, it felt all so grown up, too.

He can do this.
And the other he can do that.

Neither of them could be both,
but who says I need it in a whole?

He’ll make me laugh.
And he’ll make me scream.
He’ll make me think.
And he’ll make me breathe.

He’ll be platonic.
And he’ll sex me up.

He’ll never touch me.
But he’ll touch my body.

When I cry, I want him.
And when I cum…

What do I want?

With a mind that wanders more than my feet,
I can’t help but wonder if this is good for me.

My heart is happy,
With a knot at it’s end…
But as you travel down,
I need him again.
I need him again.
I need him again.
I need him again.

I need to stop thinking.
I need a whole…
But for now, half and half will do.

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