Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Poem: 2am

Looking up the stars, I’m missing you more
The cold air of the night makes it worse
I miss your hand on mine, your arms around me
I miss the feel of your body, your kiss mostly
The moon’s shining but my heart is crying
Every moment without you is the worst
I long to hug you, I long to be with you
I long for the day you’ll come back, I really do

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