Each Little Mystery

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Gone

January24

Too shy to write you
Don't know if you feel the same
I'm hoping it's just hormones
That are causing my pain
It's killing me to think
Of your eyes searching mine
Of your cheek on my cheek
Your voice and your scent
Your fingers on my skin
Knowing it will be months
Until I feel you again

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