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Feb 2013
thinking of you
when the sun leaves the sky forever.
we both know that we are dying.

you could find me where the city stood
while my eyes burned bright
not unlike the skyline
but I could never find you again.

thinking of highschool smiles
skipping classes and standing in lunch lines
the way you spoke to me
like a small child
that needed protecting,.

thinking of nothing but the way you looked at me
and the way that I looked back into your eyes
waiting for you to walk into a room

thinking of you

feeling like I am always feeling;
just waiting for you to walk into the room.
Leah
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