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Nov 2018
I wrap myself in a blanket,
And pretend it's your arms.
Because maybe if you were here,
Things wouldn't be so hard.

I rest my head on my pillow,
And pretend it's your chest.
Because maybe if you were here,
My heart would ache less.

I close my eyes and sigh,
And pretend these miles don't exist.
Because they overwhelm me,
Completely,
All I want is to feel your kiss.
Written by
Erin Johnson  18/F
(18/F)   
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