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Jan 2014
I miss the way youd bite my lip
I miss when youd dragging your fingers
down my ribs
as if you were strumming the strings on a guitar

the way you arch your back when im digging in
never holding back
it was just all fun in till then

we would stay up late
id watch you sleep
I miss you sleeping chest to cheek
your the best thing to see when id wake

I miss your laugh
I miss your smile
I miss those blue eyes
I could see from miles

I hate the fact we would never fight
I hate how I fiend to see you every night
I hate how you were always by my side
I hate how we had to say good bye

I hate that I was broke without a job
I hate that that never bothered you at all
I hate how I miss your touch
I hate the fact that I fell in love
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