You fabricate and exaggerate stories filled with lust, passion, and hope. Producing yearns for love, empathy, sensitivity, and comfort. But there is a missing point. A missing reality. A hidden statement that declares make-believe. Dreams that will never become real. Because, it is learned to yearn. To yearn for those required feelings that has never been received. So, how does one recognize this once it arrives? Without knowing how to receive it. And without knowing how to give it. Being, having those sort of desires administers a feeling of emptiness to a huge extent. Empty, lonely, and heartless. You’ve created me.
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