Your Warmth

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When I was little
I couldn't go to school without it
The one time I almost missed the bus
and we didn't hug or say goodbye
I cried

When I was older
We waved goodbye from a distance
Sometimes you weren't there at all
But I never cried

When I was who I am now
We hugged and kissed
I still didn't cry
but I do miss
your warmth
when its not there

When I am older
and I no longer take the school bus
and waving goodbye is different
I can't imagine not to cry
when I don't have your warmth





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