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REMEMBERING HIS TOUCH 2

Poetry By: rosalieemo
Poetry


I REMEMBER UR HANDS


Submitted:May 30, 2009    Reads: 69    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


last forevr

i can feel my heart busting slowly out of my chest as i sit alone in my room i hear the music playing in the background its our song a small tear leaks from under my eyelid i hug my knees to my chest trying not to think my head pounds my herat hurts and i sweat all the love away the phone wrings i look once its him i hit ignore he calls again i say hello he hears the tears in my voice and sighs lightly he hangs up at that moment all i could think was "is he really that pissed at me" and then i hear i knock on the door i holler go away and bury my face in my knees but the door opens anyway i feel his presence before he reaches my he grabs my hand and puts them around his neck and them gentley lifts me into his lap i lay there for ours lost in our worl takeing in his sent wishing this moment could last forever





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