Saturday, June 27, 2009

What i will not tell you

I feel you in the brush of the wind,
I smell you in the fruity cocktail of spring,
I hear you speak in the recesses of my mind,
I remember the touch of your hand on mine,
I miss you,
with everything that I am.
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  1. AnonymousJuly 3, 2009 at 2:56 AM

    u really miss me!! may i please borrow or rather steal this n send it to sm1!!!!!!! if it gets them the way it gets me, im in things!

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  2. islanderJuly 4, 2009 at 12:16 AM

    @ serakelz-sure. good luck!!

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  3. ~ScotchBiscuits~July 9, 2009 at 1:01 PM

    aww!!! sigh.

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