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Your touch feels like flower petals Your embrace a knitted sweater You are a hole-in-the-wall diner Within all of New York's madness You are the feeling of the shirt I always sleep in You are wood and you are cotton I think clouds are made up of your hello's and your I-love-you's You are where I go when it starts to pour You are who I call when its 2:38am and it starts getting bad again You are shore among the savage sea You are the eye of my storm You feel like the feeling of grass under my feet You are the scent of coffee and leatherbound notebooks You are everything I love You are worth any commute You are who I hope to come to every evening You are home
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC
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Your touch feels like flower petals Your embrace a knitted sweater You are a hole-in-the-wall diner Within all of New York's madness You are the feeling of the shirt I always sleep in You are wood and you are cotton I think clouds are made up of your hello's and your I-love-you's You are where I go when it starts to pour You are who I call when its 2:38am and it starts getting bad again You are shore among the savage sea You are the eye of my storm You feel like the feeling of grass under my feet You are the scent of coffee and leatherbound notebooks You are everything I love You are worth any commute You are who I hope to come to every evening You are home
Oh God I just feel so comfortable with you.
#love#feelings#home#you#warm#comfy
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raymond-flores
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 3:29 AM UTC
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