Needs.

I’ve been attempting to decipher the difference between wanting and needing. I don’t want to need. I also don’t need to want. I want and I need.

I want him so badly it feels like a need. My imagination allows me to conjure an image of him, to feel his skin under my fingertips, warm against my own.

I don’t want to need but I do.

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