Unconditional

Glen Binger
Literally Literary
Published in
1 min readMar 26, 2019

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I love you even though I never see you. I can feel what’s inside your chest no matter where I am or what I’m doing. It pumps paralysis into my corner of existence.

Our schedules are mismatched and the world moves faster than our lungs learn to breathe.

Purple and green heart emojis become the only thing to get me through my day. The blood beneath flesh and bone. The sounds of ink shredding paper. All of it. It

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