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Every Time You Go

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Body folded into the spot you just lay on my bed.
I press my face into your scent, and replay it all inside my head.
Fingertips touching lightly to my lips, where you just kissed.
I remember where I wear your heart on my wrist.
Using my pillow as a pretend version of you,
It keeps me going that you feel this way, too.
Closing my eyes, I know I couldn't ask for anything more.
Except for, maybe, to see you walking back through the door. ?



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