Talking (or lack thereof)

I hate talking to other people.

I get distracted, and bored.

That may seem selfish,

I don’t mean to be.

I just always look for an escape from the conversation.

But not with you.

With you I can’t stop.

There’s no desire to escape, only the desire to never leave.

And that’s the difference I guess.

Between you and them.

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