Sometimes I feel
Like a part of me was severed
Something I am missing
From a time ago forever
It's a physical ache
And I don't know what to do with it
It doesn't feel right
Something needs to fit
I yearn for a touch
Nonsexual in nature
Comforting, completing
Love that makes me sure
Sure that I am here
You acknowledge my presence
Check my pulse
I don't want to be absent
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