Mikaela Jade

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One second I’m soaking in the warmth of her skin, and the next, I feel nothing. The heaven of her touch is ripped out of reach once again. Coldness seeps back in, and an indescribable distance stretches between us. I try talking to her, yelling her name, touching her, grabbing her, but nothing works. I’m invisible to her once again. And just like that, I’m all alone.
Come Out, Come Out (Haunted Hearts)
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