>I’m starving.

This is why I eat.
But food is not what I am hungry for.
It’s you. 
All of you.
Not just parts, your insignificant parts, but
Your messy parts.   Your mysterious parts. 
Your every part.
I need you, and you’re here.
I can’t wait for someone more perfect.
As I speak to you.
I speak to me 
And all of my parts.

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