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lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy, pride- all these combined are somehow still less than the sin of loving you
for years i have yearned for your gaze to be directed at me in a crowded room as anything but friendly, and to feel the chapstick from the grace of your lips rather than from the tube itself.
it’s odd really. i don’t enjoy being touched, hugged or loved- yet i dread everytime you let go of me when you say your soft hellos.
i hate attention, help and pity- yet i am so desperate, for just the sound of you breathe in the foggy atmosphere or even just the sound of a single vowel being uttered from your plump lips.
you've changed my views and mind about right and wrong, but for the both sake of the two of us, i shouldn't let you.
i don’t know if i’m currently asleep, experiencing a nightmare-
or if i just love you in a world where i should not
dimensions - arcade fire
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