One day.

I hope one day someone, will want to sit beside me and hold my hand underneath a book we’re reading together

I hope one day someone, will randomly call me while they’re half asleep because they miss my voice

I hope one day someone, will be okay with the act that I’ll need a lot of space, but stay by my side until my mood has subsided

But until then, I’ll hold my own hand as I read, I’ll talk to myself as I do often to comfort myself and try to ground myself more when I need space

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