• 4 years ago
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On the train the other day a middle aged man with a sturdy build was sitting next to me. He had his coat draped over him like a blanket, and he was asleep with his head against the window. He looked so sweet snd cuddly. I wanted to put my arms around him, kiss him and say “are you alright swertheart?” The urge was so strong I wanted to cry. I honestly had to cross my arms to kerp from hugging him. I’ve got all these feeling of love without having a love.

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