If I close my eyes tight enough I can feel your skin again.
My fingers can be locked tightly between yours again.
Your breath dances on my cheek...again.
I'm trapped in desperation to be close to you again.
I find myself wrapped in your shirt you sent me off with
Sprayed in your cologne that reminds me it wasn't a dream.
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC
If I close my eyes tight enough I can feel your skin again.
My fingers can be locked tightly between yours again.
Your breath dances on my cheek...again.
I'm trapped in desperation to be close to you again.
I find myself wrapped in your shirt you sent me off with
Sprayed in your cologne that reminds me it wasn't a dream.
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