“And I can’t
help
but to run my fingers
down your spine
like you are my
favorite
book. But I still
cannot read you,
you are
your own language.
Your pages are
tired and torn,
but I want you,
I want it all.”
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“And when he kisses me it tastes like love but his love tastes a lot like leaving”
“I have built a home for you in my heart; just know the door may not always be open, but it…”
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