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emotional limbo

I think you like me better when you’re high.
It’s something in your eyes when you look at me. & the way you laugh harder at my jokes & the closer you sit to me. Your hugs are longer. Your words hold more meaning. You are uninhibited. I like you like that. Half of me wants you to give me that kind of affection without smoking. The other half just thinks, “take what you can get, at least in this state he loves you”.