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Jul 2014
How could your sweatpants retain your scent even though I washed them
Eight times.
P.S. I feel like I've lost you when I take them off.

I still feel your curls between my fingertips from that time I put you to sleep.
P.S. I knew you loved it but I acted surprised when you told me you did.

I told you I was sweating because I forgot to turn my AC on but it was because I felt the spaces between your fingers fill mine.
P.S. I was freezing.

Thank you for letting me rest my head on your shoulder all of those times I was exhausted.
P.S. I was always wide awake.

Thank you for lending me your t-shirt for gym class.
P.S. I had two extras in my locker.

You told me I looked beautiful when I came to school with no make-up on.
P.S. I haven't worn any since.

We fell asleep with our hands miles apart until I felt yours tapping mine
calling
"Hey, come back home."
P.S. Please let me come back home.
Written by
Angelina Desh
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       ---, Tommy Jackson, Erenn, Hayleigh, aphrodite and 7 others
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