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Jul 2013 · 1.3k
Not Knowing
Not knowing,
Does he miss me?
When he thinks of me…
Does he miss me?
Or regret…
The wrong we have done.
Is it wrong to think he misses me?
Not knowing… is killing me.
My heart sinks deeper…
As I wait,
Not knowing…
I wish he would respond...
Jun 2013 · 1.8k
His Scent
The smell that pulls me in,
And holds me closer,
To that familiar place,
And comfort.

Is it his scent that pulls me in,
Or his arms that holds me closer,
To that familiar scent,
And pheromones.

The smell that pulls me in for more,
And holds me closer to him,
To that familiar feeling,
And sensation.

Is it his scent that pulls me in for more,
Or my desire to be held closer,
To long for that familiar happiness,
And pleasure.
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