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Here when I say "I never want to be without you,"
somewhere else I am saying
in all of the lives we are, it's with hands that are dying
and resurrected.
When I don't touch you it's a mistake in any life,
in each place and forever.
- Other Lives and Dimensions and Finally a Love Poem, Bob Hicok
For the longest time, my tuesday girl wrote to me about her world, situated in a different dimension, ruled by different creatures. She wrote to me to make me happy. And because she wrote, I did not forget about the world outside. She wrote, wrote, wrote and I would reply.
We would talk about love through the times and spaces in the Universe.
About frozen sweets, dirty thunderstorms, the memory of scents and how people became stars.
One day, you will meet your Forever Boy too. But, the other will always be known as my tuesday girl.
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