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I got attached to you. 

But I only get a few short visits with you 

every once in a while 

and even shorter phone calls.

It's not enough. 

I want more, but you don't give in

to my subtle manipulation.

You see right through it.

You see my desperation,

my loneliness.

You read me like no one ever has

and that's part of your appeal.

You know what I'll say before I say it.

I wish I could stop thinking about

long enough to focus on something else.

But you run through my mind all day long,

and I can't imagine that ever changing.