My Pillow Still Smells LikeYou

by Christy   Apr 24, 2009


Sometimes i miss you
deep within my bones
down to the marrow.
sometimes my heart aches
skips beats, goes awry
at the thought of you.
sometimes i feel you
your weight pressed into my chest
your hand on my neck
your breath in my lungs.
sometimes i lament you.
how you slipped away
and tore me apart
left me desirous for all of you.
sometimes i despise you
for all that you are
but ever do i love you,
and ever i will.

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