Another infatuation.
Indeed, another.
What will it take to redeem a sense of sanity, for loosing my feet to love is as consistent as the second is to the minute.
I have waited long enough to put words to you, though every time I have tried, I've had nothing.
I cannot quite get my head around all that is you, yourself and your addictive nature.
Sleepless lovers, hand in hand, embrace the night.
This is where we escape.
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