02: Nights

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Late nights were filled with text messages from you.
You would make me laugh, smile, and blush when we should both be sleeping.
Late nights now are empty.
No text messages from you.
I look up at the ceiling and think " My god those nights were amazing."

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Again another vent poem sorry if you don't like them

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