i yearned for you

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as my boots crunched on dried leaves,
my heart beat loud in my chest,
and puffs of condensation,
mixed with the cool air around me.

my heart would feel a bit better,
if i could forget,
the way you plucked out the chords,
to my favorite song -
but my hands would feel a lot warmer,
if they were held between yours:

my heart knows i shouldn't want you,
your too good,
sad looking eyes,
with your tough guy attitude -

but it aches for you every day,

it aches for you in the way i pour my tea,
and the way i wash my face -
my body yearned for you
in my every movement
of every single day,
that i'm not with you.

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