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Sep 2019
I miss the nights you used to hold me in your arms,
the way you say “good night” assures me from any harm;
missed the way how the sun touches your face every morning,
the way you search for my warmth in these sheets,
and wrinkle your face when I’m out of reach,
I miss the way you sang “good morning” in my ear,
with the scent of your favorite coffee hanging in the air.

I hate that now you’ll only be a memory
Even though you’re already a part of me.
I wish she’d bring you happiness,
The way I believed I did
When we used to be so free and happy,
in this now lonely bed.
i miss u
Written by
Bumble  21/F/Philippines
(21/F/Philippines)   
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