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my bed haunts me not because you're not in it but because it brings back the memories of when you were... *your hand gently over mine as We held each other your chest pressed against my back as We moulded as One your feet entwined with mine as We grew closer and eventually, your lips against mine as We reinforced the Shared words* i love you
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
Empty Bed Syndrome
my bed haunts me not because you're not in it but because it brings back the memories of when you were... *your hand gently over mine as We held each other your chest pressed against my back as We moulded as One your feet entwined with mine as We grew closer and eventually, your lips against mine as We reinforced the Shared words* i love you
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
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