Good-byeA Poem by Trevoreergyukjhfegykuwt3qaehtjkuyeszwsd
The thoughts of you,
They're perfect. And the memories, They're constant. I love the way you laugh,
The way you hold my hand. Your late night phone calls, How you hold me so tight. I love your smile, Your breath on my neck. The cute texts before bed, And even our arguments. I guess things have changed, And I'd say it's okay, But it's just not. Because, I miss the way you laugh, The way you held my hand. Your late night phone calls, How you held me so tight. I still love your smile, I miss your breath on my neck. The cute texts before bed, And even our arguments. The thoughts of you, They hurt. But the memories, They're worse. © 2012 Trevor |
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3 Reviews Added on November 15, 2012 Last Updated on December 8, 2012 |

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