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You love me... I love you. Simple.
So why are we like this?


Submitted:Jul 17, 2012    Reads: 23    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Graze.

A simple graze of knees,

Enough to knock me into life.

A whisper of a caress

When we are alone,

Enough to knock me into life.

So maybe we should stop pretending,

That our life continues without each other

That our hearts are not reaching, not aching.

So maybe we should stop pretending,

Because I need you closer everyday

I cannot remain incomplete.

Ours... We mean more than that.





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