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To Despair Nowhere
I sit on the floor
in the middle
of our apartment
alone
It doesn't feel like home
without you.
It's the simple things I miss:
your kiss, your skin
your deep gaze
our simple meals together
and watching old comedies.
I am still amazed by how much
I Love You.
in the middle
of our apartment
alone
It doesn't feel like home
without you.
It's the simple things I miss:
your kiss, your skin
your deep gaze
our simple meals together
and watching old comedies.
I am still amazed by how much
I Love You.
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