Every minute without a word from you, was a reminder that you were thinking of someone else.
And every hour was another reason why I understood.
And every day caused another piece of me to go numb without your touch.
And every week reopened the wounds I had stitched up with your smiles.
And as the months have broken me down, I realize soon there will be nothing left to break.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 4:11 PM UTC
Every minute without a word from you, was a reminder that you were thinking of someone else.
And every hour was another reason why I understood.
And every day caused another piece of me to go numb without your touch.
And every week reopened the wounds I had stitched up with your smiles.
And as the months have broken me down, I realize soon there will be nothing left to break.
I've been away for so long!!!
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