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Mar 2020
For the last week I was looking forward to seeing her again.
Because when I see her, I fall in love all over again.
I can look at her smile and see the light.

For the last week I was hoping I could hold her and ignore the world.
Because when I hold her, I can do anything.
I can take on the world and win.

For the last week I was longing to kiss her,
Because when I kiss her, the world vanishes.
It is just me and her, and I don't have to worry.

For the last week I was waiting to be near her.
Because when I'm near her, I feel safe.
No harm can come to me.

For the last week I was dreaming of hearing her.
Because when I listen to her, no music can compare.
I can lose myself in her voice and never want it to stop.

For the last week I was wishing to annoy her.
Because when she complains she has the most beautiful grin.
I can smirk knowing the response and waiting for it.

What's three more weeks of waiting?
She probably won't like me for this, but that's okay, she's difficult like that sometimes...
Saint Jimmy
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Saint Jimmy  20/M/Portsmouth
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