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My heart literally aches with my everyday breath. 4 days in, without you, without your voice that caresses my ears every night; without your genuine laughter for my stupid jokes; without your touch that I have craved since the moment I met you; without you. You have infiltrated my daily ways, my everyday routine, my tiny gestures. You have conquered my needs, wants, and all of which makes me, me. You, you selfish ******* You made my ways all about you. The way I cook (without you tangled on the width of my waist) The way I wash the dishes (without you landing your fingers on my nose) The way I watch the tube (without you nuzzling the contour of my neck) The way I walk (without you intertwining your hands with mine) The way I do things, my every day things- without you. You, you stupid ******* You made my life about you. You, you shameless ******* You made the tiniest thing special. You, you ****** human. You made everything perfect. You. You are gone. And now I miss you.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 7:03 AM UTC
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My heart literally aches with my everyday breath. 4 days in, without you, without your voice that caresses my ears every night; without your genuine laughter for my stupid jokes; without your touch that I have craved since the moment I met you; without you. You have infiltrated my daily ways, my everyday routine, my tiny gestures. You have conquered my needs, wants, and all of which makes me, me. You, you selfish ******* You made my ways all about you. The way I cook (without you tangled on the width of my waist) The way I wash the dishes (without you landing your fingers on my nose) The way I watch the tube (without you nuzzling the contour of my neck) The way I walk (without you intertwining your hands with mine) The way I do things, my every day things- without you. You, you stupid ******* You made my life about you. You, you shameless ******* You made the tiniest thing special. You, you ****** human. You made everything perfect. You. You are gone. And now I miss you.
stormborn
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 7:03 AM UTC
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