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You give me wrinkles worth having.
Even as I write this they are deepening.
I'm replaying endless memories of you.
Thinking of our inside jokes.
Remembering moments only you could make.
Without trying or knowing you can always make me smile
 Mar 2015 inkedwords
Born
Maybe am in ruins and lost
trying to get you at all cost
with this broken
and burdened heart

I was never your ghost
but the idea of you, me, just us
i love it most

— The End —