Carnations

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I woke up feeling like death today. I woke up with a clawing urge to text you and ask you how you’ve been; if you’ve been doing good, hoping you would ask me if I have been too.

I woke up feeling like death today. I woke up knowing exactly what would make me feel better. It wasn’t my work, friends or money in my bank. It was the familiarity and understanding that was what I craved like a stoner to a joint;

A sad, heart wrenching ebb of warmth from leftover distant memory.

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