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Mar 2015
The way your hands fit so well across the small of my back
The way you glance at me from the bottom of the bed
The way that sometimes it felt like we were the only two people that existed in the world

I miss the way we were

Dance with me
Play music with me
Talk to me
Laugh with me always

Let that never stop...

Our friendship is forever
Our love is pure
I miss the going to bed laughing with you at night
And waking up with you in the morning
The confidence you have in me
Our attachment to one another

I miss the way we were

I love the way we are
Always
Lustus
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Lustus  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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