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Jun 2018
Have a lot of things on my mind,
Thanks for being around all the time.
Not sure where we'd be honestly,
Without all this misery.
Did I know you then like I know you now?
Or was it a mask the whole time,
The whole stupid go around.
Because back then when you held my hand
I saw it all in your eyes.
Now you don't even touch me
Unless I tell you I need you to act like you love me.
Questioning all of this makes sense,
But questioning you,
Is something I'm not allowed to do.
Used to be a force to be reckoned with,
Had a secret to keep,
But in reality,
All of this wasn't too deep.
Feeling it back then,
Past the honeymoon stage,
And into the *** den.
My skin used to feel electric touching yours,
Skin touching skin,
I'm feeling you next to me,
Again and again.
It's empty now on the bed,
In my heart,
But mostly in my head.
Wanna hear you miss me,
Feel you touch me because you want me,
Kiss me,
Make me feel alive like I'm your prize.
Written by
Danielle  32/F/Rockford, IL
(32/F/Rockford, IL)   
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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