Breathe You

by Amy   Aug 16, 2005


At night I find myself breathing into clothes that smell of you,
I think about my life ahead and i always see you there too.
I breathe in the incense that is your favorite kind.
I make my bed with the blanket the way yours is, and i sleep more comfy with mine.
I see your clothes in my closet and the stuffed animals from you on my bed,
I watch my favorite DVDs from you and sketch your favorite cartoons for you off the top of my head.
I cheer for the Cubs, they're our favorite team,
I go over my mistakes with us and wish i weren't so mean.
I'm terrified to lose my love that's so true.
I never want to feel love with anyone other than you.

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