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Where Are You

I miss the long walks, And the special talks. I miss your touch, I miss you so much. Where have you been? I miss the masculine. I miss the word I always heard “I Love You” is the phrase Boy, do I miss those days. And after a while, I begin to compile All the thoughts of you Oh gosh, I need a tissue.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/9/2009 8:20:00 PM
wonderful write I must say and it's always the most simplistic of things we miss most when losing a love isn't? God Bless
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Date: 1/9/2009 5:33:00 PM
Nicely written, touching story of a lost love...I like this one a lot....thank you for sharing*Tyesha
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