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Jul 2014
hold on (to me)
my breath is shaking

lay down (beside me)
i need to feel you here

tell me (you'll be happy without me)
you love me,
because i love you

let go (of your feelings)
but hold on tight enough to feel my lungs exhale

i love (you)
your dry sense of humour
your mellow snore at 4am
your crooked smile
your raspy voice in the mornings

do you (love me still?)
still wear your shirt unbuttoned at the top
still gaze at stars wishing you were one
still sit in the garden reading stephen king and glare at flowers that are too easily swayed by the wind

i'm (sad; stupid; alone)
yours

you're (enchanting; wonderful; divine)
not mine (not anymore)
tc
Written by
tc  england
(england)   
412
   Payton Summer
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