His blood is my blood. His body is my body. When we are together, our hearts beat in sync. I feel the tides of him, the rise and fall. His love and anger. I can sense his presence before he appears. There's no connection like it.
But there is a veil between our minds. I can't listen to his thoughts like I can those of others. A small sacrifice to make.
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His blood is my blood. His body is my body. When we are together, our hearts beat in sync. I feel the tides of him, the rise and fall. His love and anger. I can sense his presence before he appears. There's no connection like it.
But there is a veil between our minds. I can't listen to his thoughts like I can those of others. A small sacrifice to make.