Musings by The Poet Loriet
I Have To Stop...
looking through old poems about you,
thinking about the things
we'd planned to do together,
the way I felt when you
tucked me in at night,
the way your kisses
made me feel.
I have to stop
thinking about you
if I ever want
my eyes to be dry
again.
You
hurt.
Lori Beal
thinking about the things
we'd planned to do together,
the way I felt when you
tucked me in at night,
the way your kisses
made me feel.
I have to stop
thinking about you
if I ever want
my eyes to be dry
again.
You
hurt.
Lori Beal
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I Have To Stop...
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