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Feb 2014
Sometimes at night,
I dream of the moments where you kissed my neck,
and whispered sweet things in my ear between breaths.
I guess I fell in love with the way you said my name.
Or maybe it was the way the whole galaxy was in your eyes.
The soft touch of your fingertips on my thigh,
I can still feel the ghostly feeling of you standing in front of me.
I always watch how your mouth moves when you talk.
Or how your eyes crinkle when you smile slowly.
You're simply breathtaking,
And I, am in love with you.
Hannah Mae -Nickelle Jo
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Hannah Mae -Nickelle Jo  Indiana
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