When you say, “miss you,”
I think:
You missed the chance to hold me tighter than ever,
To kiss me until you forget to breathe.
When I ask for a kiss,
Kiss me, don’t look away,
As if tomorrow will bring the same chance.
When I’m curled close,
And you’re weary from the world,
Wrap me in your arms without hesitation,
Let your strength cradle me.
Never think twice to love me when you can,
For if you don’t,
You’ll miss me…
Miss me ...…
Like fire that never cools.
Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 2:53 PM UTC
When you say, “miss you,”
I think:
You missed the chance to hold me tighter than ever,
To kiss me until you forget to breathe.
When I ask for a kiss,
Kiss me, don’t look away,
As if tomorrow will bring the same chance.
When I’m curled close,
And you’re weary from the world,
Wrap me in your arms without hesitation,
Let your strength cradle me.
Never think twice to love me when you can,
For if you don’t,
You’ll miss me…
Miss me ...…
Like fire that never cools.
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