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Jun 2015
I miss your fingers intertwined with mine
I miss the way our bodies fit together perfectly
I miss your lips on mine
I miss your lips on my neck
I miss your touch
I miss the way you say "I love you"
I miss how well I slept with you
I miss how being with you felt like home
I miss being weird with you
I miss how being with you felt so right

Oh god
I'm not sure of a lot of things,
but I'm sure of you

And I miss you

-e.w.
Emma
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Emma
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