I always touched you

Some part skin yo skin every moment we weren't fighting. Then I needed to protect myself far on the edge of the bed.

Do you ever touch me back? Or, as I recall, you never recoiled but you never one moved closer. You held your space and allowed proximity.

Did you even notice or feel anything? It's impossible to imagine you did. You seemed numb between your legs and your kisses were devoid of love.

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