love
i miss his lips pressed against mine,
his hand softly harassing my thigh,
his warm hand wrapped around my cold fingers,
i miss his existence.
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Poetrya number of poems about my feelings and emotions about my mindset, love and struggles, quotes that many can relate to 🖤
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love
i miss his lips pressed against mine,
his hand softly harassing my thigh,
his warm hand wrapped around my cold fingers,
i miss his existence.
