Lost Lover

by Ivy Stockill   Jun 11, 2007


I miss the way we used to kiss,
You are the one I greatly miss.
I can still feel your lips on mine,
It makes a tingle go down my spine.
I would just like to say,
I hate it how you are so far away.
So please, I say, come back to me,
So then, I’ll be as happy as can be.

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