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Love was knowing our first touch in that dimly lit room just the two of us and the sound of quiet charm your lips meeting mine and the way you gazed at me Love was knowing you were there Love was just the two of us and our delicate touch Love was... You. Love was not this taste of leftovers or my tears falling to my lips or the way I crave a delicate touch and the safety of your arms or the comfort of your warmth Love was not the way you abandoned ship Love was not supposed to be like this Love was to be around you Love was how I fit with someone I barely knew Love was... You.
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
You.
Love was knowing our first touch in that dimly lit room just the two of us and the sound of quiet charm your lips meeting mine and the way you gazed at me Love was knowing you were there Love was just the two of us and our delicate touch Love was... You. Love was not this taste of leftovers or my tears falling to my lips or the way I crave a delicate touch and the safety of your arms or the comfort of your warmth Love was not the way you abandoned ship Love was not supposed to be like this Love was to be around you Love was how I fit with someone I barely knew Love was... You.
2/8/18
#love#relationship#dating#feel#heartache#miss#sad#firstlove#cry#winter
AbigailHobbs
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AbigailHobbs
22/F/Washington
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
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