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I Still Remember

I still remember

Your touch
The way your hand held mine
That moment you saved me

I still remember

The way your lips tasted
That very first time
And the way those blue eye shine

I still remember 

That damn dimple on you're chin
Your voice, your smile
And your ornery grin

But
I don't check my phone anymore
I dont look for your number there
I stopped watching for your truck
Everywhere 

It's been so long
I know it was wrong
And I know you're really gone

You'll never know 
How My body still longs for yours
How my heart hurts
That my dreams won't let you go

I still remember
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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