What am I to do when you are hundreds of miles away
Hiking the Appalachia
Living off the land and proving your manhood
The dog cannot hold me and warm me at night
The ******** will seize to amuse me after a week
The empty seat at the table will irk me
I could go on but I think you get the point
I need you
If you really must fulfill this quest
Just know
That I will watch the door awaiting your return
That I will hug your pillow every night
that I will wear your clothes to feel closer to you
Ah, I could go on but I think you get the point
I need you
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 8:42 AM UTC
What am I to do when you are hundreds of miles away
Hiking the Appalachia
Living off the land and proving your manhood
The dog cannot hold me and warm me at night
The ******** will seize to amuse me after a week
The empty seat at the table will irk me
I could go on but I think you get the point
I need you
If you really must fulfill this quest
Just know
That I will watch the door awaiting your return
That I will hug your pillow every night
that I will wear your clothes to feel closer to you
Ah, I could go on but I think you get the point
I need you
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