Victim

I miss him I miss the man I thought you were The man who spent hours with me on the phone The man who checked up on me all day The man who called me a few times a day And if he missed me, he would let it be known ... I miss him... Continue Reading →

The Little Things

I love your sun flower kisses at night.They let me know that we're alright.That you're not planning to let go without a fight.I love the moon light peaking through the curtain.So gently, tapping on our skin.Let's close the windows to avoid the wind.I love waking up to our bodies tangled in the sheets.Nothing makes me... Continue Reading →

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