With cookies and cream and repeated kisses,
the soft torment of time passing Crushed by a shoebox of space, a healing love never felt before You spoke of wonder, and big ideas Drifting through gray skies, heated seats with intertwined fingers There’s peace, but also a rush of emotion The holiday’s spent together, an intermingling of family and senses Soon you’ll leave, just as fast as you came. No doubt there’ll be emptiness, but no greater than gratefulness.
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Jack
1/1/2021 08:09:51 am
This gave me butterflies, I love you bug
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