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May 2014
Never mind the fact that
you invade my thoughts and dreams on a daily basis.
since the first email
you ever sent me
even an afternoon nap is not safe from your memory
when I start craving
Pop Tarts & Root Beer.
Two things I normally don't care for I stocked up on them today
a tear rolled down my cheek
when I tasted them
it reminded me of tasting your lips, your kiss,
back when we were happy
in love
Back when we were together nothing was impossible except for me and you
Written by
Jon G M  Austin Texas
(Austin Texas)   
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