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Nov 2016
It's 3:45
Or 20:45 your time
Or 21:45
The last place I was
And it's crazy
Each mile
That comes between us
Makes my heart
Grow that much heavier
And all I can think of
Is crawling in
To your awaiting arms
And how you hold me
So dearly
So tightly
Just the way
I need to be held.
Your gaze
And how it feels
Like it holds me
Completely transfixed
In your eyes.
Home is currently
1725 mi away
And I am terribly
Homesick
For you.
Jordan
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Jordan  22/F/TX
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