You don't call here
like you used to.
I miss the hours on end
we'd spend
talking about everything
and nothing at all.
Awaiting your phone calls
became a thing of the past,
but I can't stop thinking
about us.
What we could have been?
If we would have been?
I haven't touched you in years,
but I visit you
everyday in my thoughts,
holding on to the hope
that one day
you'll find me
and it will be as if
we never parted...
holding each others thoughts
in our own minds.














Comments
repetition: how do you know what i think! are you my conscience? o_O
*somewhat different comment than earlier... but the gist of it...
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Brilliant eyes and tender mouth. He can break your bones or break your heart.
~Llywelyn
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''That which we manifest is before us...''
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''That which we manifest is before us...''
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''That which we manifest is before us...''
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''That which we manifest is before us...''
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trevor
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I don't want your hand this time I'll save myself. Maybe I'll wake up for once
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