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Aug 2013
You still cross my mind
From time to time
And I mostly smile

I want to go back
To that love I felt
To the person I was
To your warming embrace
But that's just a foolish thought

I remember all the small things
The way you'd gaze into my eyes
Before whispering to my lips

How gently you'd slide your fingers
In-between mine when we'd go on walks
Oh the butterflies

You're something I'll never get back
And something I'll never forget
It's been a while now
But I still miss you
Twenty-one weeks.
Tori
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   Claire E
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