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Jul 2013
The feel of your arms on my skin
The way you kissed me and made me forget
Its too cliche to talk about love
So let's talk about dreaming
I dream of you in the  dusk when you forget about me
I dream you still love me the way you once did
It wasn't nostalgia
It was something else
Something strong
And you know it
It  grows heavy on my heart
Remembering you so I deny, deny
Except to the sky who knows my heart too well
For months I forgot, let you go
But now again in the dark I remember
Your hands on my skin, your arms around mine
Your lips on mine
And I still promise I'm not in love with you
I'll promise I'm starting to turn away
I'll promise I'm okay
Even if my heart knows its just denial
Grace Jordan
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