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I Miss..
I miss the way you rubbed my hand with your thumb.
Kissing until our lips go numb.
All the late nights we'd talk about feelings we felt.
Arms wrapped around your waist like a belt.
I miss all of our night walks.
Strolling in the dark having deep talks.
I miss the touch of your soft skin
Thinking about the things we could've been.
Believe me or don't, this is true.
Believe me or dont, I just miss you.
Kissing until our lips go numb.
All the late nights we'd talk about feelings we felt.
Arms wrapped around your waist like a belt.
I miss all of our night walks.
Strolling in the dark having deep talks.
I miss the touch of your soft skin
Thinking about the things we could've been.
Believe me or don't, this is true.
Believe me or dont, I just miss you.
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