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Feb 2021
I miss the soft sound of your breath
That put me to sleep at night.
Now I lie awake for hours
Wondering if you are alright.
And When I wake throughout my slumber
Something doesn't feel quite right.
I turn to hold you just to find
That you're nowhere in sight.

And if truth be told
It feels so cold
In this bed that's way too big without you.

I wonder,
Do you toss and fold
Till the night gets old
Do you still think about me too?
Boston Tueller
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Boston Tueller  22/M/Boise, ID
(22/M/Boise, ID)   
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   Elizabeth J
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